The warm body I left too soon

You can miss a place as you miss a person – with heart-held longing and aching arms. Stretching toward the place you were, the person you were back then. Nothing stays the same, they say, but I’ve never met a memory that didn’t know better. Some part always stays. (You’re the warm body I left too soon, the graniteContinue reading “The warm body I left too soon”

Home (Part 2) – A land both ancient and brand new

During a recent trip home my town suffered a terrible loss when two young men and an instructor drowned after being washed out to sea during a coastal rock climbing exercise. I had been thinking all week about the landscape of my hometown and how it has shaped so much of my identity – andContinue reading “Home (Part 2) – A land both ancient and brand new”