The wind is blowing again…
“I wish I could travel like you do,” is a sentence I hear a lot.
Tag: freedom
White Noise
A black church burns down. Justice isn’t a comfortable coffee conversation; it’s standing near enough to the heat to smell your own hair being singed.
Settling Down without Settling
This is for the wild ones.
Logan: Footsteps to the Grave
The beautiful part is: All things age. All things decay.
Adulting is (not) Hard
Please stop complaining. ‘Adulting’ has its difficulties, but I think more than that, it has its promises…
Pour Out Your Guts
“I want someone to worship me,” said Allen…
An Old Poem: 1/4/10
From January 4, 2010 so we cause some trouble, throw some stones, break some windows, break some bones. in whoseContinue Reading