Salt lake city — As you get closer to the mountains, to the heights tall enough to catch and hold the cloudwash like sea foam, you can remember how the creatures in the Great Salt Lake felt, looking up through the filtered light, through their watery home, to the vast blue sky beyond. It’s not suffocating, living underwater, under clouds, this way. It’s close and comforting and you can see clearly across the expan...
Salt lake city — Part of me knows that the fog is a result of cold weather and inversion, of dense pollution hanging in clouds above our city. But another part of me catches sight of glittery particles floating in the...
Columbia — Life is cyclical. I was in the gifted program as a child, and all of the students (and teachers) played a collectible card game called Magic: The Gathering. I snagged a deck, learned to play, and end...
I use magic (or magical thinking if you will) as a defense mechanism. A little imagination makes life more bearable.
It wasn't until I sunk through a mattress in middle Tennessee that I understood magic.
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
Our revels now are ended.
All you need to know about my childhood
Random river front piano moment: Please Play Me, Jesus