The August Journal
The Pharaoh and the Scribe
There was a man—we will call him the scribe, though he did not always bear this title, and has borne many more since—conceived under a full moon, born in the city of Hermopolis, and raised with a pen in his hand. It may be that the gods always destined him to fulfill...
On the Eve
A poem inspired by The Two Voices by Tennyson.
The Garden Statue
or A Note on Aging
Do You Want to Be Forgotten?
What does it mean to be forgotten? People forget things nearly everyday, whether it be a pen, a wallet, a watch, etc. These are minor inconveniences which serve at most to irritate us and possibly necessitate a trip back home before getting on with the day. There is...
Eight Thirty-Seven AM
A shadow’s journey to save its human.