Category: Air

The heart balloons with purpose

I came to this table as a hungry peasant. It was the first place I chose to be. There was a middle road that I followed after I began until I ended the scene that took me through this life of mine. The living was easy. In my senses, the sun came up and then went down. Each time I saw it I knew I had made it through and thought that’s all I needed to do. (more…)

He told me to find him. I told him to find himself. Where he was hidden. Where he didn’t want to come out. Where he didn’t want to be lost but stayed lost just the same. (more…)

Artistry by Jaye Gray ~ ‘Absurd’, The Silent Partner And Other Stories Of Truth

There is a smattering at my window. It looks like greasy film, rain, but oily, just the same. I feel like smashed spaghetti running overboard, sticking to a sinking ship. Why is life like this? (more…)

You are a companion to me. A friend. In true friendship, I come to you. There is no excuse for me wanting you. There is no wayward son. Not a thing that comes undone. (more…)

In my mind the world plays. It plays joy. It plays sorrow. It plays songs of woe and on and on it goes. In my thoughts are the building blocks of this world. My perception is its conception. (more…)