...forgot to publish this back in May '18 when I wrote it... I just got home from a long weekend at a music festival. It was the first festival I've been to where I was acutely aware of the number of young people, those fresh faces...
There's an unpopular prerogative that every human has, a thing we were all born with the rights to the way a lion is born with a place in a pride. It's magic. There are so many words in the English language that aren't taken seriously. But surely...
I've thought about the stars light years away looking down at me, us, and our worried minds, our concerns of who and what and how other people see us and the stars, billions of years old, who watch every life that has ever been or ever will be, they sadly smile with pity. As I worry...
I was only a writer for so long without knowing why and how it would make me happy but expressing myself was relief I had something to say and I didn't know if anyone wanted to hear it or if it could help but I knew I felt better when I did And...
Our world is so similar to a kaleidoscope. We are looking and things are constantly changing, with moments of shape shifting dispersed between moments of clarity. Seeing the shapes seems to be the goal because as children it's the only thing we understood. Everything between is...