Closed Doors Open Doors
Closed Doors, Open Doors I remember summer days growing up in Saint Louis. During the week, my mom would take my brother and me around the city. She liked the zoo. I liked the bird aviary. I can close my eyes today and still see the textured concrete path that snaked […]

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Underneath A face worn with anxiety, stares back into the eyes of its beholder like a murky ghost. The silent, glassy surface of the water frames the spectacle that is both sublime and haunting. The king stares into the basin of water, beholding a face that paints worry and fear — […]


Word Became Flesh_2
Word Became Flesh A man aged by sun and time stands on a small hilltop. The night is young but is fast growing old. He surveys the familiar landscape one last time. His eyes scan the contrasts of the moonlit night looking for any straggling sheep of his flock. A […]

Word Became Flesh