Reflection Desire in Theory and Practice "Why is love so complex?" "Because the human mind is. And because we often feel it one way, but live it another." They say love is personal. Subjective. To each their own. But is all of it? Isn't there a suspiciously universal subtext that
Reflection My Nose Is Just a Metaphor "When we first met, I thought you were a bit nosey." "If only! I can’t even pry into my own blurry world." I used to wear these glasses that kept sliding down my nose, turning the world fuzzy. And every time I'd remind
Reflection Falling Apart, But Ever So Gracefully "Sometimes I think architectural ruins harbor lost souls." "I think those souls are not of people, but of the houses themselves. Still clinging to whatever remains of their home." There is something about dilapidated buildings that always fascinates me. Whether standing forgotten in a ghost town
Reflection A Thousand Autumns and Not One Was Mine "There’s something about those fiery hues, don’t you think?" "I do. As if the leaves have been rehearsing this transcendence for lifetimes. As if they’re thrilled to die a little, just to be reborn whole." I have a plastic vine of fall leaves
