Time Beleaguered

Dusk threatens with tendrils of gold To put me to sleep in the loveliest fold "Just up the stream" by a nymph, I'm told Is where I can run and never grow old But the decaying smell of moss and mold Lies just behind and bites like bitter cold Now I've gone too far, this life I've... Continue Reading →

Scraps of Peace

A thousand lives pass by thirty-thousand and six feet below and yet I think it's me wasting away   because for every mile passed, I'm less than a minute older and yet a lifetime closer to the places imagination takes us.   In this moment of muted melody I come by scraps of peace and,... Continue Reading →

Lines

I got lost in the stars tonight and, in what felt like the very first time I discovered imaginary lines between the ever-present light They connected to the palm of my hand and from there, to my heart and all that I am They burned, so I could hardly stand I fell to my knees,... Continue Reading →

Sweet Whiskey

I almost simply used my post from yesterday: On the Backs of Vagabonds but thought that was taking the easy road, so I'll try something new today... Together, we laugh long into the night Between clouds of smoke and half-empty glasses Dreaming of things that could and might Taking a clock and feeding it molasses Tic... Continue Reading →

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Stories From Honduras

Lena Kvigne // Missionary

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Footsteps, Footprints and Words

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Stories and philosophy, borne out of my own experiences of life on three continents.

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