My Ugly

i used to identify with the glamour I can pull up out of my performance joy, as though it was the best part of me. It certainly got the most attention. Now I think of it more like one of many essential ‘functions’.  A runner learns how to run, or a digger to dig- I’m … More My Ugly

humbled and human

I want to write. There is much change filtering through the waters of late January, and I find myself at odds with the urge to name, record, describe.  The feeling is that if I narrow my focus I will miss something crucial on the periphery of my vision.  Because of this, my urge to articulate … More humbled and human