Cataracts

We crossed the imaginary line into panhandle Texas, having rolled down from the peaks of Colorado and dogearred the corner of New Mexico, almost immediately a story of Texas being written across our windshield,  our vision increasingly consumed by the corpses of winged insects, cataracts clarifying the point, as if Read more…

The One-Star Review

I’ve long told myself, “I’ll know I’m getting somewhere when the haters start hatin’.” I create public-facing work in various capacities. As a writer, photographer, podcaster and visual artist. By the nature of being an individual who puts his name on his subjective work and sends it out into public, Read more…

Thoughts & Prayers.

Everyday my kids go to school and we don’t know if they’ll come home. Because that’s who we all are. That’s what we allow and enable and vote for and avoid uncomfortable conversations about.  My 12-year-old son said to me one morning sometime during this school year, “You guys tell Read more…

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