Trajectories of Dying
What I really wanted to do was join that baby and start screaming bloody murder.
An Unplanned Pilgrimage
"...it is one where hearts are opened, precisely because of their breaking."
Editing, Deleting and Saying No
Yup. You got it. It's all about me! Is that selfish?
Walk a Mile
I could never quite see life in the black and white terms required.
Life Is An Echo
Life is an echo. What you send out comes back.