One evening, the stars looked down at me and asked, "Wanderer, you have traveled so far. What do you seek?" I sat below them on an open, grassy hill. Points of light blazed overhead, like colorful jewels set in a black velvet cloth, twinkling expectantly. "Hope, I think," I replied. For a moment, they said … Continue reading The Hopeful Wanderer – The Bravest Thing
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The Hopeful Wanderer – When the Park Slept
I came upon the rusting ruins of an ancient amusement park far, far away from civilization. Its Ferris wheel soared into the clear sky, the broken spokes and missing seats like the popped blood vessels in a drunkard's eyeball. Next to this, a single roller coaster loop made another eye, and there, a dry water … Continue reading The Hopeful Wanderer – When the Park Slept
The Hopeful Wanderer – A Barren Heart
In my wanderings, I often find myself traipsing a barren land. From horizon to horizon the ground stretches dry and cracked, riddled like puzzle pieces with the long-gone memory of water. Gray haze blows across the sky, blocking out the sunlight like smoke from an unseen fire. But I smell no ash, only empty heat. … Continue reading The Hopeful Wanderer – A Barren Heart



