How lucky we are to be alive right now

But last night, I did not stop to question; upon the blast, I was beckoned as if by Gabriel himself from behind porch screens and dim lamplight to bath in a shower of dazzling blue and white sound raining down above the water of Lake Michigan



I often feel like if I ever need to explain life to someone, perhaps if I’m ever to encounter a dead person with amnesia, I will tell them that it is like constantly sprinting head first at a thick brick wall.

Are we there yet?

Are we there yet? the aunt asks her English major niece who’s selling shoes. She replies, “Almost” the cameraman asks … More


I’m in

Love is something I believe in so strongly that sometimes I feel like I don’t know any other way to … More



I’ve been homeless for months. I can’t pinpoint exactly when it started but the minute I reluctantly started trying to … More


An Ode to Walking

Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday morning as I make my trek to the cramped old classroom that hosts Indiana University’s … More



I haven’t posted anything anywhere in awhile. In fact, the elapsed time since my last post (eight months of absence … More