In high school, I treasured my copy of Leaves of Grass – it was a gift from the Walt Whitman Society, a prize, along with cash for winning first place prize in their annual poetry contest. (I know…I was super cool)His words word transcendent to me – liquid spirituality pouring from the pages. I wanted … Continue reading
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In lieu of presents, I got you this roast
Crown roast, cream puffs, and Christmas I usually refer to myself as a functional disaster. I say this not to be hard on myself, but because its true – I have a good job, I take care of my friends, I make good on promises and obligations, I recycle. I also overcommit, don’t sleep, and … Continue reading