r-e-s-e-a-r-c-h: an anagram and a process

For the next six months the crew of The Rising Sun sailed further and further south, determined to find the mysterious island. […]

  My Body is a Temple Unlit candles sit beside the altar In this sanctuary I am the only worshiper Cobwebs cover […]

Fingers graze  translucent raised skin,   while shame buries in  my twisting gut.   Eyes flicker outwards, a pink ribbon pinned on […]