The morning air is fresh, the severe coldness has receded for a few days. But it will return. The edifice of the temple reposes as the sun rises. I want […]
That morning I drove through a dawn sky so glorious I thought the world had come to a spectacular end. I drove as a vehicular robot while tears forced their
Why do I hold up a vast array of masks to my sticky face one after the other? While I’m showing someone else’s face to the world, behind my fear erupts like a team of runaway horses. It shifts my carriage at terrifying speed across dark moorland to an unknown destination!
