Regarding our records of those journeys, what we had between us amounted to a series of tentative departures, lacking arrival.
Underbelly of Wind
Where we were going
Tag: departure
Arrival, Departure
The visitor.
There is a visitor in the doorway, both inside and out, with no movement except turning the whole world, reminding anyone who cares to look, just how close it is––the possible entrance, the potential to end.
Who are you? Someone asks the visitor, and the visitor replies, I’ve been here the whole time.