Tapping on keys, missing the way writing allowed thoughts to coalesce, missing how writing informed… Read the postThe Hours of Innocence and Ignorance
Tapping on the keyboard, I remember why I have avoided sitting down to write, new… Read the post“That Experience of Justin”
It rained six years ago on this date. I spent that day running errands and… Read the postYour Flight Home
I woke up at 1:23 AM this morning, having not been asleep that long. My… Read the postThe first anniversary…
In 17 days it will be a year since Justin’s death. In truth, it feels… Read the postAn “inconvenient grief.”
