Dragon Blood Tears
Slowly, they tell me, my dark-bark worries grow umbrella-like not unlike dragon blood trees that shade the elephantine deserts of my insecurities. Calm, calm—then: flames climb up wooden ivory towers in a flash, intensely, and then all burnt out. After the ashes smolder, and the forest of my sensoria turns to dragon blood tears, bodies labor motionless for hours, sometimes… Read more →