I was driving home from your Auntie Julie’s place when I came to a stop at the crossroads a block away from our apartment. Across the intersection, I saw what I assumed to be a truck with its brights on. Only, the beams kept expanding. They grew around my car like a snake swallowing Continue reading

I’ve been ashore for what would feel to most like several lifetimes. However, when you make your home in the space between the flow of time, the concept of it really goes out the window. I’ve made my home here along the shore of the flowing river that is linear time. Here I can observe Continue reading