December 29, 2018 The Weight of a Laugh I keep a small, smooth river stone on my desk that I found in my grandfather’s coat pocket after he passed. It... Read Article →
December 28, 2018 The Quietest Things I spent twenty minutes this morning trying to pull a stubborn weed from the cracks in my patio. I was frustrated, yanking... Read Article →
December 27, 2018 The Weight of the Horizon We often mistake the city for its monuments. We look at the grand stone gestures, the towering legacies of empires, and we... Read Article →