I stand right by the entrance to the renaissance style café, la petite violette, and yet Sofy is nowhere to be seen. I glance down at my wristwatch; it says 9:05. Sweat runs down my brow, and I sigh loudly as I stare into the jumble of people on the street. Though the sun has just … Continue reading Emerald Tears
I lay down, confused, paralyzed, and enveloped in a veil of total darkness and quietude. Frantically, I attempt to rouse my body, seeking evidence of authority over my own flesh. But nothing. I can’t do anything. It’s as though invisible arms keep me stuck in position, dooming me to a lonely and rigid existence. I … Continue reading The Dark Room
I have noticed lately that I might be trapped in an unhealthy habit-loop of trying to be busy and efficient with my time. Just this morning I tried to force myself to return to the real of sleep, for I was far from rested, but I could not, for somewhere deep inside a voice was … Continue reading Do Not Stay Busy – Be Present
Benjamin Bratz 