Is that what life comes down to, luck?

Whatever is in that closet is the final tether to the daughter I once had before she went no-contact.

But what if fame arises just from large size and reluctance to fly...

I think I’ve always written because I want to understand something about the world and something about myself in it that I couldn’t otherwise figure out.

Today we welcome a view from Montserrat in Catalonia, Spain.

that night we laid close and said to the sky you could unravel so many futures before us