Image at the Edge of Memory

I stand at the boundary of my mind, the place marking a transition between conscious knowledge and subconscious belief. Frightening are the mind’s thin places, the boundaries where exterior facades fail and the true self emerges. The point at which memories become myths, thoughts lose their certainty, and images are incoherent. Within this clarity of … Continue reading Image at the Edge of Memory

Questions in the Night

I lie awake. Restless, unsettled, disturbed. My mind races at night’s darkest hour. Tonight marks the unwanted return of the unanswerable. I try to sleep. Apprehensive, tense, burdened. It comes without warning. Questions of the deepest sort announce an uneasy transition between sleep and wakefulness. Asking what shouldn’t be asked.Thinking what shouldn’t be thought.Imagining what … Continue reading Questions in the Night