The Edge of Being
To stand at the edge of the world is not to conquer it. It is to acknowledge the scale of one's own disappearance. We arrive with our names, our histories, and our small, frantic intentions, hoping the land will recognize us. But the land is…
The Weight of Light
There is a particular kind of brightness that arrives when the world is stripped of its complications. We spend our lives building walls, gathering things, layering ourselves against the cold. We think these layers protect us. But sometimes,…
Just Another Dragonfly by Shahnaz ParvinThe Weight of a Breath
In the quiet corners of a garden, time behaves differently. We are accustomed to the frantic ticking of clocks, the relentless forward motion of our days, and the heavy demands of productivity. Yet, there are creatures that exist entirely outside…