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“I’m glad you’re here, Will,” said David, “because Sarah and I have an announcement to make.”

Mind Your Shotgun

Today I smell dead quail and gunpowder. Today I taste sweat. Good things, and my attention comes on its own.

An Open Letter to Owls

I will have you know that you all used to be one of my favorite animals.

N is for Northwest: A Letter

I can’t get over how urgent this essay published in 1836 remains today. And I urgently, madly want to annoy you all with it.

F is for Fermata

I don’t know what home means without you.

A Brief Account of Recent Miracles

I’m writing about the extraordinary. 

What Climbing a Cascade Volcano Feels Like

What Climbing a Cascade Volcano Feels Like

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Cognitive functions deteriorate with exhaustion; I once hallucinated midnight bicyclists and figures running through the woods after summiting Mt. Rainier.

In Uncertainty I Am Certain

In Uncertainty I Am Certain

I’m committing to following this path as best I can, although I can’t see the turns ahead and everyone disagrees about the map.

Black Eyed Peas

Black Eyed Peas

When Joanna and I bought groceries the next day from a store unironically named Winn-Dixie, the cashier chatted with us about our beer and asked, “So what are ya’ll doing later today?” in a way that made me feel rude for not including her.

The Front Runner

The Front Runner

Her writing was an act of taking a love that for centuries had been pushed to the margins and defiantly sticking it on the center of the page.

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