Ink Skull

Joshua Houska

Nov 18, 2021 • 1 min read

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The Leaves She Did Not Plant

It started at the edges, the way all honest things do. A single leaf, small and waxy, tucked behind her ear like a secret she hadn't told yet. She brushed it away. It grew back. Then another, curling at her temple, then a third unfurling along the nape

Joshua Houska May 27, 2026 • 1 min read

They told her that stillness was a kind of rest.

They told her that stillness was a kind of rest. She tried to believe them. So she learned to stand without shifting, to let the air move instead of her. The world passed in small gestures. Wind through her hair. Light brushing her cheek. The low hum of something distant

Joshua Houska Apr 9, 2026 • 1 min read

The One Who Learned to Rest

She closed her eyes the way some people close doors. Not to shut anything out, but to finally stop holding them open. The blue behind her was not sky. It was not water. It was the color that comes when a person stops performing stillness and simply becomes still. It

Joshua Houska Feb 18, 2026 • 1 min read

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