Cathairs, the universe and everything

And so I'm reading. I'm re-reading bits of my saga, which I wrote in 1999 and 2000. Yellowed pages that smell good, and have water s...

"...And it is the people most capable of forgiveness that are the only ones made to atone." Emi Mahmoud

Tonight I miss you again. This song reminded me of you, and how you once grabbed a shotgun to save lives, including your own. Grie...

"From this flesh my spirit longs to break away.  Did you ever feel this cosmic circumstance was never enough?  Wake me slowly if ...

Take a person made by their very nature to hope and merge, and teach them by tribulation after tribulation, by one death after the oth...

Some winter nights are tranquil. Masses of clouds travel fast in the sky and the cold is not unbearable. I stare at the moon and distan...

Every fucking summer the same old. My blind tomboy died. I had found him last September, sick, blind, about a month old. I raised him...

  A few days ago, my kitten Louse got sick. It was a respiratory infection that goes around lately; causes fever, lack of appetite. An...

"Hi ho, nobody home, love nor hope nor honour have I none, yet I will be merry..." The song of the dispos...

That last exit for me is music. Writing presupposes some kind of coherent thinking, music needs less thinking. Screaming, for that mat...