Truth in Another’s Mouth

I seem to be on a trend at the moment! I’ve been thinking about what truth is, what belongs to us and what truth belongs to others and what that all means. I’ve been thinking about how easy it is to lie to yourself and how much it can shock your mind and body when

HOPE ANYWAY

I am made of the things doubt is made of :Questions in the night Shadows gathered together as the light dimsBlurred lines and late-night musingsConfessions after the certainty wears off. The things I refuse to touch;the knowledge that I don’t know but make my home in the place of hope anyway.That edge between assurance and