Existential Angst

Originally posted on Making it write:
My thirst:  When did it surface? Is it right to lay the blame on a fly in my DNA, a crack in the egg, a badly-placed step in the dance of the sperm? Did it seep in while I swam in neo-natal simplicity? Is it lack or a perverse…

BIRTH

  She moved. She swayed in time to the cadence and beat of the rhythms drumming in her heart. Innocence was hers. As was beauty. Timeless, eternal, infinite. None dared question. * Absorbed as she was she noticed nothing but the internal symphony, the music that swayed and moved her eternally. * The swell, the … More BIRTH