

Sweet Reverent: A Stream of Conscious Mourning
On January 16, 2018, I got a phone call from my dad telling me that my sister had passed away. This is what I do next: Cry Be grateful...


Top 10 Tuesday
Good Tuesday to you. I'm just going to be blunt. As I type this, I am alone in my childhood bedroom with my sister who is dying. I have...


The New Mind
Of all the seasons, it is winter that most widens the eyes, pin-pricks the pupils. We stand quietly in places—in front of the TV that...


Top 10 Tuesday + A Note to Self
I hope that everyone's new year is off to a fantastic start, whether you have been braving the cold with gusto or having soft moments...


Pretty Good Year
Am I the only one who has been writing 2018 without question? 2017 already feels so far away. So much happened and although I moved on...


The Letter
The letter opener isn't sharp enough to cut through the thickness of this. #personal #friends


Evolution of a Question
When on an early morning walk, it was cold and the frost on the grass was thawing into dew. A large, decorative rock that adorned the...


Reporting from my Own Wilderness
"I can at best report only from my own wilderness." -Loren Eiseley Ptolemy, entering his dark den of models and maps that he believes...


When Expecting Grief
My family and I are going through a difficult time. And it's not going to get any better for now. It's a fact of life; and it's a fact of...


Under the Milky Way Tonight
An avid huntsman with his dazzling belt, his club in triumphant air above his head, his shield buffering an attack from Taurus, Orion had...