1 The cave breathes.Its mouth yawns open into a silenceolder than memory-a threshold of bone and shadow. The air drips—and centuries dissolve into mist.Each mineral vein chantshymns no scripture wished revealed. She kneels before the strange fireburning despite everything. The mountain breathes through her chest,the flesh- a boundary no longer certain.She is no longer herself—but… Continue reading Summit
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The Mountains We Carry
They say that when God calls you to where he dwells, there is no force- physical or emotional, that can keep you from answering that call. They call it, Bulawa. You've been informed that the oxygen levels will drop with the altitude. You watch the people in line get rejected one by one, on account… Continue reading The Mountains We Carry
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