Liminal In the liminal state of mind I often find myself in, I see doors of ebony, mahogany and teak. Gliding towards them on a sheet of incandescent affirmations, I hesitate before knocking : elm, ash, oak or beech? Eventually, I knock on the pine. Soft under my calloused knuckles. And I hear it, that... Continue Reading →


Lies It's been said and done. It's been said and done. What is said cannot be taken back. False hopes can't always fill deep cracks. Thresholds are met and broken. Words you'll regret are spoken. Some sorrows get embedded in your skin. In a battle against yourself, you can never truly win. What is said... Continue Reading →

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