his eyes: a sketch

i pulled a 5-year-old human outside into the dark onto the back porch. i had a feeling there would be stars, and there were. he giggled for a minute as i dragged a deck chair from beneath a tree and swept the dead leaves from it. "alright, let's lay down and look at the stars."… Continue reading his eyes: a sketch

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don’t close your eyes, child

01/06/20 there’s a minty taste in my mouth as I climb into the rental car and wave goodbye to my grandparents. they're standing besides the flowering mailbox nestled beneath the shade of a magnificent oak tree, hanging with the antique paraphernalia that seems to inhabit every corner of the old orange-stone house. i can still… Continue reading don’t close your eyes, child

undulation

we were reading Gerard Manley Hopkins in literature class. his time-worn, enchanting metaphorical verses, richly ‘twined with religious and spiritual themes, is the very stuff that speaks to my soul. I was sitting at the kitchen table, elbows out, in the house of the little boys that I babysit. they had been asleep for many… Continue reading undulation

perhaps i found the lost piece of every dreamer’s soul

10/13/19 the moon the moon the moon - she's gorgeous, gorgeous tonight. she caught my eye as i was driving home; sitting in the backseat with my knees pushed up against the chair in front of me; and she held them in her spell the rest of the way home. she was hidden at first… Continue reading perhaps i found the lost piece of every dreamer’s soul

unity

every day this week the waves have crept stealthily close to the front lines of families sitting unawares underneath umbrellas, hoping to catch amateur-beachers by surprise and wipe out their colorful and sadly unfortified establishments. seasoned families including our little tribe pile all of our belongings onto chairs and strollers, and build trenches in front… Continue reading unity

one last salute: a sketch

we ordered root beer at the drive-through but the liquid that I am intermittently sipping tastes of bubblegum coke. everything has a special flavor, however, when you're driving down a highway with a car full of people you love, heading away from home and into the last salute to the summer of '19. one final… Continue reading one last salute: a sketch

trees

he was only 17 when he wrote this, a lonely cry to God that he recorded and produced himself in his parent's basement. over 10 years later, this song has been on 3 albums, has ended hundreds of shows, and continues to inspire and impact millions upon millions of people. just listen, and maybe it… Continue reading trees

you’re an angel fallen down

Ruby - a song lost to most of the world but so wrenchingly beautiful that those who know it keep it close to their hearts - like the precious gem it is. Don't be alarmed ... it takes a while for you to see beyond the dark, pulsing melodies, the desperate screaming, the seeming bitterness… Continue reading you’re an angel fallen down

starry starry night

starry starry night She covered her head with her hoodie and rushed past them, the dam of her emotions bursting and overflowing into glistening drops falling fast down her cheeks. A blast of cold air shocked their lungs and stung their faces as the door slammed shut, and then all was silent inside. But outside… Continue reading starry starry night