A Story for Paradise (Short Story Pt. II of III)

 Part Two            “Van Sputten heard the sound of the door unlocking, and he pressed himself to the wall. The girl who opened the door could not see him from her vantage point, and the cook went inside, casting van Sputten a look which clearly said, ‘Wait there.’             “The traveler paced restlessly for what could’ve beenContinue reading “A Story for Paradise (Short Story Pt. II of III)”

a few thoughts about romantic partnerships, love, and loss in pandemic times

Like many people right now, I’ve been spending a lot of time thinking. Thinking about the way I think, having anxious thoughts, depressed thoughts, happy thoughts, fleeting whims, thoughts about how we culturally spend our time when things are “normal,” thoughts about relationships and the kind of person I want to be, and the directionContinue reading “a few thoughts about romantic partnerships, love, and loss in pandemic times”

Sappho, Our Lady Of Longing

Love, that great deceiver that great door-slammer, that great window-opener that great-great-carpenter, that great-great-great-oarsman, honing rippling forearms and bulging pectorals, straining hard against the temptation of violence, rowing predator over water under sky. blue is the color of heartbreak, dead is the shade of life sprouting upwards out of shiny shed snakeskin, two round holesContinue reading “Sappho, Our Lady Of Longing”

Student of Love Talks Butterfly Effect

If it is true that reality must exist somewhere along the spectrum of two binary opposites, is it not, by existing as a point somewhere along that axis, acting as a sort of reflection of both extremes simultaneously? A point along a line is indicative of the line’s full expression, of the fact that aContinue reading “Student of Love Talks Butterfly Effect”

love, terror, and waffle fries

All day, every day, I have dichotomies on the brain…good/evil, tenderness/violence, liberal/conservative, past/future, William Blake’s love/terror… I was thinking of love and terror as I ate gorgonzola waffle fries this evening. They say anger is a fear response, and I’ve been feeling very angry lately. I am cumbersome with it—it is awkward for me toContinue reading “love, terror, and waffle fries”

live music and growing

I am currently reveling in some live music put on at a local venue. I used to turn my nose up at live local shows—now I see them as the heartbeat of the town in which I live. So many of the performers tonight have been touched and influenced by my current music professor atContinue reading “live music and growing”

Feed Yourself First

“Be yourself—everyone else is already taken.” -Oscar Wilde It seems like there is a maze between my heart and my mouth. I am learning to navigate it daily, how to chart it faithfully and compassionately, without judgement towards myself. There is a powerful light inside me, but powerful darkness too.  I ate a good dinnerContinue reading “Feed Yourself First”

The Ride, Not the Result

Well, another inspiring day in class. We talked about chordophones today, beginning in ancient Persia (so we think) roughly 3,300 years ago. We talked at length about how, as instruments traveled along the Silk Road, they were invariably influenced by the new environments they found themselves in—various iterations would be built with different “ingredients,” soContinue reading “The Ride, Not the Result”