I am not good at being gone I said to my wife when I called her for the fifth time the first day of my work trip just to hear her voice lest I drift into space and dissolve into nothing I am not go…

I could take you to the square on the sidewalk where I first had a kind thought, about myself I like spending time with me How can it be that a kid who sang Jesus Loves Me on repeat and love, love,…

I may have been an actor in another life,  a painter perhaps, or a poet There is a deep and unexplored desire in me  to create, express, emote It gets caught between heart and throat stop…