Updates and Thoughts on Love, Empathy, and Accountability

I feel like I’ve been ill a long time. I am working on managing my C-PTSD in a healthy way as well as slowly working through my healing. But I also face a growing weakness in my right side that randomly seems to turn into numbness and painful tingling or abdominal pain. As for what… Continue reading Updates and Thoughts on Love, Empathy, and Accountability

Withering World

  Withering World by A. Zingler, myself. The world is clothed in black robes, the light diffused into a smudge of burnt umber, up into the starlight I look, but the sky is crowded with fog and haze of a world sickened and poisoned. Our future splinters into strands of twisted streams, each sagging with… Continue reading Withering World

Contemplation on Hope

  In a volatile world that rips and throbs with oppressive practices, tying us all into tangled amalgamates of despair, we toss a rock into the pool of hope, the ripples pushing outward and molecules — bumping and pulling against one another — destabilizes the roots of harmful systems. Each of us a converging stream… Continue reading Contemplation on Hope

Three Fingers

I hold up three fingers in the silence between us. Her brown eyes meet mine, shining with tears. “I am sorry,” she says, even though there is no need for it. She has done nothing wrong, yet that is often the only words people are able to say once they learn my history. The scars… Continue reading Three Fingers