Gravity

I adore the parable of connections between science and philosophy…

Unsigned Love Letters: Magic In A Bottle

You’d be happy to know that today, I have finally accepted that it is futile, unbecomingly so, to wish for the untethered vestiges of my mind to morph my image of you…

Knots

The 15,768,000 minutes of my existence…

Things

There are things, small and ephemeral, that slowly become a part of you…

Wishful Thinking

“For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds; Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds…”

Silence and Light…

Something was going on him. Something troubling… The first two times in the restaurant she’d trumped it up to be another novel social experiment. The third and fourth at his place she’d thought he was having a bad week. But after the fifth time at her apartment and two weeks of just texting, it became clear…