What Ancient Burden Moves
God’s belly-deep groaning plead
from lake and trees’ lips;
I don’t fear, no, I tremble.
While You Were Sleeping
It feels so wrong to continue living normal life in the aftermath of a tragic storm.
42°55′16″N 85°37′19″W
“Why is no one washing their hands before going to lunch?!”
The 1st Annual Baby Parent Oscars
MATT (trying to save face, smiles): Thank you everyone! God bless!
And In the End
I worked as an auditor until I didn’t.
20-Second Myths
Tzunuum was a plain, humble hummingbird; so simple that she had no dresses or jewelry for her wedding.
The Star-Spangled Primary
It feels like the stars are marching on inevitably but purposelessly, favoring—as always—fear, anger, patriarchy, and established power.
If It Feels Cult-y, It Might Be a Cult
“Kids can’t learn when they don’t feel loved, right?”
Inside COVID-19’s Cheering Section
People will die, the economy might tank, and my Italian honeymoon’s on the line, but somehow, it feels like I have a conflict of interest.
Peacocks in the Neighborhood
“There are peacocks in Creston?!??”
