Your feet the first feet to touch your new, fresh lawn.
In December 2016, I wrote the following in a google drive document called “What I Want To Achieve In My Writing.” First, I am most concerned with writing something beautiful. That it have the clarity, catchiness, melancholy, humor, rhythm, tenderness and unity of thought that I love in writing, this is what I mean byContinue reading “What I Want To Achieve In My Writing”
What was so frightening, about a small boy who chewed holes in his clothes?
I wrote this piece two years ago on a different platform, and have decided to share it here on the anniversary of Allende’s death. Today, on the 45th anniversary of the United States backed military coup that toppled his democratically elected socialist government and ended his life, I read the last public speech of PresidentContinue reading “It Does Not Matter”
This is a feeling that we must own, alone and vulnerable, and know that it is the desire for Home.
“As the whistle faded, Ling Look turned with misery to Harry Kellar, and said his brother was calling to him.”