Author Archives: Snowy Owl

Loss is a sobering thing. It causes us to feel less because what we lost has such a gravity that it folds in on itself exponentially like a black hole. The light never quite shimmers the same. You spend so much time trying to keep your head above water that you forget that there’s soContinue reading “Gone”

I haven’t been writing much lately. It’s hard to try to put things into words when you don’t understand your own thoughts or feelings. The struggles of seeing things the way I do is it’s easy to fall off the wrong side of the tightrope. The nonstop struggle with reality and sanity intertwined with anxietyContinue reading “Flickering away”

I’m different. I’m different than I was yesterday. What was yesterday? What is today? After a while you stop even trying to track it. I mean it’s just one more thing that will trigger that existential dread and the anxiety that comes with it. When I think of the past it’s as far away asContinue reading “This time around”

Two men in battle. They posture and make speeches either understand. They both stand alone. Only the shy and earth to witness their battle. The fear of the unknown of the other feeds the strength of their wills to live. The battle pursues while they fight for their lives. One stands covered in blood whileContinue reading “Stanza off”

Time spent on all fours. Smell of the earth. The worms and bugs in the ground. The must that fills the air masked with the smell of the Forrest. The trees have a scent of their own. They talk to the others sharing information. Natures own internet. The echoes of the songs from others fillContinue reading “Greed and ego”

We are Devine. We are the light and the dark. It is not one side or the other, but both existing as a whole. Our choices forge the future and create our history. Is we are telling a story it is one of magnificent reality. Good isn’t right and bad isn’t wrong. They are twoContinue reading “Facing adversity”

For the past few months I’ve been struggling again with insomnia. It’s a beast that I battle regularly. Just when I get close to feeling rested, it peers from the darkness and gnashes it’s teeth and let’s out it’s low rumbling growl. In the time I get to actually close my eyes for a shortContinue reading “The Return of a monster”

In Jamaica I’m preparing to find sacred medicine to allow me to access the spirits. Gathering roots and herbs for the journey I find myself trying to negotiate a deal with a local community determined to keep the outside world out of their lands. They realize I’m not a part of the invading colonial forces.Continue reading “Dream”

Running with my nose to the ground, trying to catch the scent of the rest of the pack. The scent of blood and gunpowder hits me as I am struck with anger and fear. What I find is the whole pack has been killed. Reckless and mercilessly destroyed by those who felt they were aContinue reading “The final straw”

When the sun comes up to chase away the shadows of the night, there’s a change of guard. During the shift change the night watch passes on incidents that need to be documented. Sometimes the events are wild and fantastic, sometimes it’s just Eddie being a dick to the new kid because someone had toContinue reading “The Night Shift.”