A lover, a Healer, and Such Things

Alone, in her far off home of greens and hues of red and purple flowers, she would reminisce about her life and ask herself how much her heart loved people, and if it was ever worth it to feel anything otherwise. She believed in death and rebirth many times in one lifetime; she would look... Continue Reading →

Private Moon

Russian artist Leonid Tishkov can't seem to go anywhere without a human-sized crescent moon by his side. the artist can usually be found with his lunar travel mate in tow, lounging on rooftops or dangling off the edge of a boat in scenes that take us back to our favorite childhood books. Tishkov's most recent... Continue Reading →

In your light I learn how to love In your beauty, how to make poems You dance inside my chest where no one sees you but sometimes I do and that sight becomes this art -Rumi

Passionate People

I'm interested in sunsets and road trips and people who don't settle for the ordinary and those who believe in myths and magic I'm interested in the ocean not the shore and late-night phone calls discussing life and death and everything in between I'm interested in conversations that discuss the characters in books in such a... Continue Reading →

Paradise; Here

Around the waters of the pond Which we choose to go to In the midst of a faraway forest Among all the million places we can go to we gravitate back to that pond   Here, in this hour of darkness where the atmosphere is magically impassioned and silent This is how souls entwine  ... Continue Reading →

A Letter From an Illusionist

I can make your heart stop for few seconds, or love in your heart that compels you to stare in awe at anything your eyes look at. I once made a girl disappear while everyone was watching and her mother cried out "bring back my daughter!" While I tried to hide my grin not to... Continue Reading →

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