This piece was originally published in A Beautiful Resistance, Issue 4. I am republishing it here in memory of the rain I hope will soon visit us here in California. I find myself at the top of a barren hill. […]
Earth
Silence from the edges to the center
I maintain a small circle of small stones in my back yard garden. When I moved in I was sure I would soon be bringing in a collection of huge boulders to raise up and do my rituals and meditations […]
Agranona’s Ancient One: Rebuilding Therasia
I look down at my body as my sisters’ children carry it into the shade. It seemed so strong, and I was always proud of it until this moment. Now it is a thing of curiosity to see and I […]
Digging For Giants
In the town where I live there is a hill. Apart from this hill, most of the center of town is flat. It sits across the floor of a small valley in a shape vaguely similar to an octopus suddenly […]
A Triskelion of Healing
This season has been full of illness for me, and for many I know. I have spent long days in bed because that is the only option I had at the time. Some of those days were full of fevers […]
Agranona’s Music
I am standing in the cool air of the evening with my feet on the stone of the entryway. The night is full with the smell of winter and I can hear only my breath and the breath of my […]
Walking the long night
Two shadows in the grass fade out slowly Their legs lost as they go There are holes in the sky full of sadness Stars and tears in the dark The smell of dead things is sweet tonight The […]
