the only one who could ever reach me was

lost highway


press on

“My religion has something to do with compost.”

–Ann Elridge

killed in action


Was totally played at work this week, stabbed in the gut. How could he? I trusted him! My mentor pushed me to move beyond my bitterness and hurt, and now I’ve come around to forgiveness. Heroin is an ugly mistress.

“Life itself is your teacher, and you are in a state of constant learning.” -Bruce Lee


you got a greyness in your eyes that reminds me I am going to die someday.”

–From a poem I read in Earlham College Literary Magazine in 2005 or 2006. I cannot find the poem or a copy of the magazine to give the author credit by name. 


on the road

“You, who are on the road, must have a code that you can live by.”

Tell me, friends, what are your codes?


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