I am a curious person. I enjoy discoveries, the process of unraveling information, but even more than this I enjoy connecting discoveries. Everything is made of the same material, and I’m trying to figure it all out, unwind each thread and knot it to another, promote the circuitry that illuminates our life on earth. Our anthropogeography and our inability to actually pronounce that word is at the heart of what we have in common.
Writing
I heard your voice over the phone and I thought I knew where you were and how to […]
Don’t take this the wrong way, but what could you know about voodoo? That’s not yours to know. […]
Once there was a girl. Slight undersized for her age, a girl who was clever and brave, who […]
Scientists found another cloud on Titan; a monster in the active weather. They’re talking about the rich, gaseous […]
You know I hate it when you dog-ear the pages because that means I have to go back […]
The antlers went clear through your chest. It’s not so bad; you were the one being hunted after […]
In the benign lights is pollution, but not so much so that you could not see Orion perfectly […]
A bite of red apple. The river is a sliver silver chain in the sun, but up close […]
I face outwards onto a pool, now a viridian green, darkening with infertile pollen. The green that you […]
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