May 10, 2019 The Weight of the Bloom Winter is a long forgetting. We learn to live with the grey, the muted tones of stone and sky, the way the... Read Article →
May 9, 2019 The Weight of a Flame I burned a candle on my desk this morning, just to watch the wick struggle against the draft from the window. It... Read Article →
May 8, 2019 The Ghost of the Commute The blue bicycle I left leaning against the brick wall of my childhood home is gone. It was not stolen; it was... Read Article →