I Was Wrong About the Time (And I’m So Sorry)
I was born a few weeks early. So, I’ve been making up for it in five- and ten-minute increments ever since.
Years
I wish that loneliness were linear—I feel lonely in new ways, and old ones too.
What ‘The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt’ Continues to Teach Me About Agency and Choice
Let’s roll that one back, king.
This C-Drama Might Have Cured My Internal Racism
And I think it may have healed a piece of myself.
Open Letter to the Squirrel Who Dug Up My Garden
No worries!
Coral Reefs of the Forest
If you can still focus through the cacophony of frog calls and you look closely in the pool, you may find salamander egg masses.
Take Back the Mic
When government spending can be controlled so easily by private interests, what’s stopping those in power from siphoning money from the poorest?
Questions Inspired by Working with Pandemic Kindergartners
I hedged my bets that the curriculum decision-makers are some species of otherworldly creature with only vague understanding of human affairs.
Walking with Sam
Due to the startling lack of sheep in suburban Nashville, he is forced to get creative with his herding talents.
What Does It Mean?
It’s disorienting, how you can feel relieved one day and utterly defeated a week later.
