It wasn’t until you left me that I discovered the true enchantment of writing. I had never been a big believer in something as outrageous as magic. I have always thought that magic was neither kind nor gentle, it was dangerous. It calls to those desperate for something, or broken enough to hope for something […]
I have made peace with the mystery under my skin, the stardust in my bones, the light in my thoughts, the fossils and galaxies, my flaws and vulnerabilities. I will remake myself everyday until I feel each cell awaken, until I am better and unbroken.