Gather 'round…
“Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing.”~ Arundhati Roy, War Talk What might that breath sound like? Hope, I should think. Maybe the wind dropping in on a quiet lake out of nowhere. Or the cold rattle of winter oak leaves shielding... Continue Reading →
We'll call it an incident. I suppose we could call it aging. Or stupidity. But we're going to go with an incident. It started with that damned cardboard. I've always known my fingers were bulls-eyes for arthritis. My childhood is pocked with memories of my mom's engorged knuckles and all the digital calisthenics employed to... Continue Reading →
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Tales From the Nexus 