brið
Tattooed inside my upper left arm, easy to see as needed, is a single word tucked into waves, brið. Partly because I’m a bit of a language geek and partly because of a silly… Continue reading
Monthly Archive: January, 2014
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How Cold the Branches Bear…
…the morning dark beyond the sill. A line from a poor no-name slob of an unfinished poem from a project that is still not much more than a vague set of ideas orbiting a… Continue reading
Home
I love Portland with its bagpiping unicyclists, its well-dressed statuary, the farmer’s markets, its DIY, pagan, can’t spit without hitting a band member, love in every flavor culture. It is home and I am happy… Continue reading
Sacred Process
At thirteen, I began to unwind myself from organized religion, not because I lacked belief in an unseen and unprovable world, but in part because the rituals and dogma of any one faith seemed too… Continue reading
Blog Overhaul!
This week I tackled an major overhaul here! You’ll notice sexier graphics on the home page and a cleaner and better organized look overall. Online versions of the complete Catch and Wish You Were Here series… Continue reading