We walked the woods and I wandered to the spot where we buried someone precious a few years ago. The piece of bark was just laying there, right over the grave. This skin torn off of a living thing, leaving … Continue reading
It is morning and the kids are still quiet in their rooms. Coffee is next to me, steaming. Finn is asleep in my bed, old Gusser is asleep near his feet, and just in case you think the scene is … Continue reading
There’s an unfinished newsletter sitting in this word document above the words I’m typing, due in a week. There’s another post just below them. And besides these, there’s another unopened document full of unused notes and unfinished scraps of thought, … Continue reading