As I walk towards the sunWith my sunglasses onI make up things I seeIn the glare. As the water beneath my feetRipples with purple and goldA geometric oil slickThat let’s me knowI how far I’ve gone… How far have I gone?
PineconesYou stay in my handInverted. With very little pressure applied. Perhaps to not break you?But I assure you my lack of grip is unintentional.You’re just suspended in my hand. Is it the sap, maybe?Could that be the trick? Either way, you’re in the long haulWith me. You kept me asleep last nightAnd now you’re mine..Continue reading “Pinecones | 1.23.2021”
Whenever I look through one of my multiple boxes and bags of gear that I have accumulated over the years, I am bound to pass by myriad charging cables and rechargeable battery packs – solar or conventional – and, as I do, I feel a wave of elation come over me. Like many of you,Continue reading “Our Fear Of Being Unplugged and Disconnected – A (Very Real) Social Disease”