In Wonder, We Continue

The smell of burnt bacon, smoke filling the apartment, an egg in the pan, coffee dripping into the pot. A standard Saturday morning in my old apartment. Stuff that I can’t enjoy as much now that I don’t live alone. I can’t say I mind the smoky haze from burning something on the stove (as…

To The Root Of The Matter

Staggering life change and sudden, unexpected shifts can bring us back to the heart of who we are. This was the case for me roughly two months ago when my ex and I broke up. Finding some shots of her on this latest roll of film was surprising, but a bit welcome for a retrospective….

If, Anon

If, anon, my eyes should close, my ears no longer hear If, in time, a creeping dark should cover up all fear, a dreadful silence beckon close and say “dear one, come near” Then I should glance once more upon the valley in my mind, a shimmer in the sky, a place where my love…