The Ring Parable

By Gottfried Ephraim Lessing (1779) A long time ago, there lived a man from the East who owned a ring of unimaginable value. The stone was an opal that refracted hundreds of beautiful colours and had a secret power to make the bearer adored by God and mankind. It is no wonder then that theContinue reading “The Ring Parable”

A Day in my Mother’s House

The sun creeps in through my red curtains dying my room pink. A womb. The indigo carpet soaks the sunlight warming my room. Incubator.   Despite the shade of the fern out front and thickness of the drapes. Heat leaks in. I awake to the sound of a dove’s coo, a dog’s howl, a cockerel’sContinue reading “A Day in my Mother’s House”