Day 45: February 14, 2017

My step-father is very ill. It is taking quite a bit of my free time and weighing on my greatly. He is a good man and was a good parent to me. Watching someone in the end stage of life, suffering, is the worst part of living. My cousin and I were trying to talk … Continue reading Day 45: February 14, 2017


Moments in Seventy Years, Heart, Heart, Unswell

Love is not fate, nor some duration of frivolous months or years. It is molecules flung wide, astral breaches that birth light and our knowing. We see an owl in a lone cypress, its tonal voice like air in a ventilator, a soft whoosh of meaning and yet melodic as a string of warm, summer … Continue reading Moments in Seventy Years, Heart, Heart, Unswell