There is beauty all around us. And cruelty right beside it.
In the way the trees bend to the wind. In the way snowflakes cling to eyelashes. In the way the city still lives even in the dead of night.
In the darkness of downtown street corners. In the freezing gutters under abandoned bridges. In overrun animal shelters that are short on cash.
That’s what this whole site is about. That’s what I’m all about.
My name is Raiven Black. And I see the beauty, and thee horror, in the ordinary, and the extraordinary. And I write about it.