Rewilding
In this year of Rewilding my heartbeat dances it’s crooked feet from here to there laughing and crying and holding to those I swear are...
McCarthy-ism
McCarthy, You are a wild haired child, pocketknife beaming, that has taken me by my heartstrings and carved life into my tree rings. ...
The Going & Getting.
It's fall and sometimes I think the weather makes me lonely, other times I realize that sometimes, I just get…lonely. I'm the type of...
Twenty Four
The cargo bins sit stacked like soldiers at the bay. Green, black, yellow, green, yellow, holding batteries and washing machine latches...
All
“I just never felt so fantastically rocky in my entire life.” Franny and Zooey, J.D. Salinger It seems the older I get the more...
