He woke in the night knowing his truth and all he could think was now what? Once a man is at the bottom of himself, having made his rounds with delusion, diversion, distraction, addiction, muse, role, title, persona, system and schtick, there is nothing left but God and the coming dawn. He rose, he blinked, he yawned, […]
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If ours alone to chart a course unto the stars. If but a day to seize a breath of sunlit air. If mere a touch of earthly flame where flesh was heartened innocent, to give the fruit of loin and womb as gift to world with no return, still, there is love. If toil adorned […]
James Scott Smith 