Borderless
The border where I end, and Earth begins, felt definite, impermeable; now it’s turned quite porous. I used to feel...
The border where I end, and Earth begins, felt definite, impermeable; now it’s turned quite porous. I used to feel...
I. Howling at the Linear In order to stop thinking, we can stop thinking in order. Go ahead, give your...
I imagine things, of course. And isn’t that creating? Seeking what you’ve imagined, maybe that’s what a lifetime’s for. The...
Far from the Midwest US where I grew up, I wake this morning in my Mexico life and tears of...