"I am a frayed and nibbled survivor in a fallen world, and I am getting along. I am aging and eaten and have done my share of eating too. I am not washed and beautiful, in control of a shining world in which everything fits, but instead am wandering awed about on a splintered wreck … Continue reading comfort


I have a list, taped to the wall next to my desk. I suppose I should blog, instead of doing any of the things on my list. Because all of those things represent someway I can climb out of this life I live in, this plane of existence I have grown weary of, that I … Continue reading list