Words, the author’s building blocks, filling half a city block. One after another, bound words, alphabetized and organized, surrounded by gray bricks, one after another, neatly stacked. Words transformed into books and bricks transformed into a building, by artists’ hands, inviting others to step in. I meant to accept the invitation and lose myself in …
Tag: books
A reading reptile?
I met a new friend on a recent trip. His blood cold, mine warm, His exterior jagged and off-putting, mine soft and inviting. It was an instant kindred connection, despite our night and day differences. What's not to love about his carefree charm, his adorable chin, his sensitive eyes, and his reptilian grin. Out in …
Worlds away from a Slow Dance
Oh, I could tell you some stories, of characters I have known. I have seen the worst of humankind unfold before my eyes, leaving my heart cracked open and my soul broken. I have been restored from deep despair, where I cannot remain, by observing tender and loving acts between two, or entire nations. Unconditional …
