You realized your pain isn’t the only pain worth knowing after a slick rock flipped one hundred times in your pocket and landed on heads. How far did you travel to meet that medium: your hands in the clay of your making? Compressed so hot, change was the only thing you could see, fiery planet […]Read more "Out of the Museum"
It’s been a weird seven days or so. I’d been dreading Wednesday (May 15th) for a while now, but for me it came six days early and continues on. May 15th of this year would’ve been my grandfather’s 82nd birthday had he not died of dementia on January 29th, 2012. A lot of people have […]Read more "This Week in Grief"