The collar is set to the width of her neck. It has been placed there as a means to keep her in check. She curses the one who tries to constrain her, yet she cannot blame this beneficent stranger. It was her conviction which allowed this restriction, for without the collar others would claim her.


My Soul is the Color Blue

My soul is the color blue. Not dark blue like the night sky, and not light blue like the day sky. The color of tropical water blue, with a little bit of green. It’s the second gradient of blue on the east shore of Lake Tahoe, where the lake bottom is still visible but youContinue reading “My Soul is the Color Blue”