duty / the upright stem
If telling the truth will harm someone who trusted you, does honesty remain a virtue?
A promise stands in the room like a wet coat. Heavy. Dripping. You can hang it up, or you can pretend the floor was already ruined.
duty / the upright stem
A promise stands in the room like a wet coat. Heavy. Dripping. You can hang it up, or you can pretend the floor was already ruined.
consequence / the branching root
The arithmetic is clean only from a distance. Up close, every number has a face, a mother, a joke it never finished telling.
virtue / the bruised bloom
A flower does not know it is being admired. We do. That knowledge changes the shape of every petal we offer.
care / the enclosing leaf
Care can become a room with no door. The hand that shields the candle may also keep it from becoming a flame.
justice / the balanced thorn
Two griefs face each other across the table. Neither leaves enough space for the other to sit down.