Has fate been withheld or have I failed to subdue it? A tremendous force seems to bend my will, diverting me onto a familiar path, trodden and unremarkable. The tribe, solely concerned with the preservation of tradition, cautions me to fear the shadows that pass beyond well-marked boundaries. Stepping out into the wilderness, in violation … Continue reading Leaning Against My|self|
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Make Room for the Buffalo
Like a buffalo stampede, each charging forward on its own trajectory away from a spook, none exactly certain where they’re going or what exactly they’re running from - But still they run, propelled by the madness of it all. I slow down, and slow them down, deliberately obtrusive. In their gaze I see desperation, terror, … Continue reading Make Room for the Buffalo
