I HIT UP OMAHA

I have this thing where I just gotta SEE THE WORLD, you know?? So, a few weeks ago, I messaged my sister, now-living-in-Omaha, all, "Hey, do you ever take visitors?" and, wouldn't you know it, sometimes SHE DOES, and a plane ticket later and I was on my flight to Omaha. Came, saw, conquered. Favorite... Continue Reading →

My newest lino

I have several ideas for linoblock cuts. One I've already started, and it's in my room. It's the largest one I've ever done and I started it, got a little scared, and stopped. I knew I wanted to make a different one, too, simpler, and I purchased the block for the simpler one. That, too,... Continue Reading →

On our history

An Easter poem The lie of the Garden With apple and the snake Was that God didn't really love us, And we listened, with an ache An ache that tore us from God As in sorrow we left. (Though God, with heart-wide-rendered Gave us second-chance, through death). The lie of the sacrifice Of Abraham and... Continue Reading →

Tonight

Was going to go to : Circus class Instead I felt a little under the weather due to a few suspected culprits: Maybe ate some gluten Maybe got sneezed in the face by a li'l baby Maybe cleaned the bathroom at work and didn't wear gloves and some of the floor-suds splashed into my face... Continue Reading →

A Catechism

Who made us? God made us. God who made the Rocky Mountains and the way grass smells after it has been cut and the way breath turns to curling fog in the cold also made us. He had light dance through prisms and wind rustle through leaves and moss grow on places like roots and... Continue Reading →

A prayer about planning

The hard thing about making a five- or ten-year plan, God, is that: you're much better at imagining than I am. You possess working knowledge of all of the hairs on all of the heads of every human who ever was, is, or ever will be, plus you direct the cosmos--all the stars and planets... Continue Reading →

A small price to pay

We, familiar with this kind of thing, knew the cost. We knew we would wake up Ill-rested, Tired, Eyelids swollen, Sleep inadequate, Head slightly pulsing from the late housrs and the wine of the night before. A night in a basement-restaurant And stories of our youth And memories gilded with laughter And our passionate hopes... Continue Reading →

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