Perfectionism

What a silky, treacherous word. We hide behind it and luxuriate in our high standards. We, the barons of Ivory Pages, Rise above our mediocre peers who underwhelm us daily with their wide-eyed, bourgeois creations. We mock their innocence and vulnerability. Eh, it's quite endearing to some degree, if we're honest. Cute is a better … Continue reading Perfectionism

The Moon in my Pocket

Photo by Burst on Pexels.com The frosted cobblestone street gleams in the moonlight. I step aside not to break the honeycomb of small vintage mirrors echoing the throbbing stars above. The moon smiles on me, like a gold-toothed gypsy about to sweet-talk me out of the last dime in my pocket. The wind is salty, … Continue reading The Moon in my Pocket