Meditations

The Carpenter Bee

Thump, thump, thump. A full-bodied Carpenter bee. The kind of bee that gets in your face when you get into...

The Mosquito

It’s 5:30 am. I’m sitting at the dining room table. Typing away. Trying to pull words out of my head....

Fear of Poverty

I’m 15 years old. I’ve just arrived home after school and I’m standing by the side of the couch staring...

The Joy of Moving Heavy Objects

My job does not ask a lot of me. Physically, that is. I stand, point, pace, write on a board...

Hard Things

Dillon’s in the street raking up pulled weeds. I step out to check in on him. And, he begins. “Dad,...

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