R.M. Dolin, 2013
It doesn’t matter North or South; the world winds in wicked ways. More hidden in shadows and metaphors up North but just as evil . . . just as tolerated. Sympatico has escaped, but only for just now. Like darkness at the edge of light, always there are whispers chasing us at every turn. Peace is a long-term luxury for those hiding in plain sight that no amount of running or struggle can afford. That leaves right now, and when combined with a willingness to welcome kindness it makes pieces of happiness possible.
