WRITE DAMMIT!
It’s Christmas day. I’m in my nearly empty library-in-the-making. The deep red walls are still splotchy like worn red leather. I’ll give…
These Boots
You can't walk the same mile in the same pair of shoes.
I gave it a try anyway.
Yesterday I…
Abundance vs. Scarcity
I dated a man who was a sculptor. At that time he was finishing one sculpture and had ideas brewing for his next. The message of the next piece was to be a provocative question surrounding guns. He would need parts and pieces of guns for his work. I enlisted myself as a fellow gun-parts-scavenger…
