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2026 – Whatever
*I realized about 400 words in that I had more to say than “hey, here is my word for 2026.” So, because I refuse to fall into the “here is a chicken casserole recipe intertwined in six years of therapy notes” trap, I offer the TL/DR: Do whatever he tells you.” Mary, the wedding feast…
The Second Charcoal Fire
Fiat and Fear (and Jesus Winks)
Sometimes I feel like Jesus winks at me…times just like this…
It is the Most Wondery Time of the Year
When you are accustomed to looking in the mirror and seeing one thing, it can be tough when you don’t see that anymore. And when you know what other people expect when they look at you, when you know they want what they expect, or want to gloat over the change, or criticize the shifts, that’s pretty tough too.
Academia
Week 17 – Dramatic hyperbole? Perhaps. But I am still here for it.
There is a degradation that happens in sadness. I nearly said shift, but that is exactly the wrong word. It doesn’t just change like that; it morphs. And that is the power of it. The erosion of the true, good, and the beautiful is so gradual that you don’t even realize that it is happening. But it is, and that makes the sadness worse, creating this Neverending Story type cycle of consumption by the Nothing.
Continue Reading Week 17 – Dramatic hyperbole? Perhaps. But I am still here for it.
Writers & Reading
NY School – Poetry
These notes, incomplete and needing attention as they are, began in the Fall semester of 2026 during a NY Poets seminar class…
John Ashbery – Collected Poems
I first encountered John Ashbery in the Fall of 2026 during a NY School Poets seminar class with Dr. Ben Lee at…