I am at the fringe of a dream.
Found Caprice I stumbled upon a caprice in A Philosophy of Walking by Frederic Gros. The book illuminates […]
A New Chapter Well. I am hopeful for a new chapter. I have officially applied to graduate school […]
Who got to tell us how things are or should be?
Running Up that Hill Greetings, friends. My intention with this blog space has always been for meanderings and […]
“The rot of the Mesozoic
keeps our lights alive”
On stolen soil,
There is nothing
I capsize every night, anchorless and gasping . . .