Our encounters occur in subsets of parallel experiences, as qualia of inner perspectives. I observe your humanness and your color, your race and culture, unique influences occurring simultaneously in …
Tag: music
Broken Wings
We merge rhythms of song, our identity revealed in finite syllables, amplitude and frequencies—tones for sensory pleasure. Sunrise to dusk we serenade an unintended audience, pointlessly hostage to broken…
White Squalls
I covet freedom, oft times within my grasp, white squalls of life casting me adrift, taunting my audacity. I do not comprehend the span of my days, …