Penlights

One month ago I started an inadvertent journey here at kjottinger.com. I broke from our usual fare, and broke some itinerant streaks of silence. I was so rattled by the election that morning that I didn't know how to move forward. Grief for the humanity I was sure would prevail wracked me. In an effort... Continue Reading →

One finger

“Love has bridged the high-rises of despair we were about to fall between. Love has been a penlight in the blackest, bleakest nights. Love has been a wild animal, a poultice, a dinghy, a coat. Love is why we have hope.” ~ Truth brought to you by St. Anne. * Today it’s time to go on... Continue Reading →

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