Empty

  The Shape of Emptiness It’s still night when Shazira wakes, to a soft, sad sound coming from the deck outside our bedroom.

She wraps herself in a warm maroon cloak, covered with yellow flowers. Moving silently, she slips on sandals, and goes out on the deck of the Watchtower. The morning is still cool, […]

Prologue

Life is movement and change, search and discovery. Traveling, dimly aware of direction and goals, but unsure where we’re really going. Are we searching for the perfect world outside of us, or simply going home? Not to a childhood home, but a place that lives and grows deep within us. A home distant from our […]