[25 January 2020] And so you live, you breathe, in the space between now and then – every word is as it should be, every breath and every way of thinking right. Each one carried on the back of the one before it, each one carrying on its back the one that comes after it.…

[24 January 2019] I sing out, hold my hands out stretched, filling the gap between the slats of the old broken fence post, fingers running like braille over splinters of wood and memory and old paint weaving together a story I forgot like I forgot yesterday like I can only see with my eyes closed.…