Scorched Fabric and PaperYesterday as I was curled in comfort on the couch, in between reading the beginning lines of a book I had recently lent from the library, I…May 17, 2023May 17, 2023
The Ephemeral Parts That Contribute to MusicIf I were a different person, I would begin this article with a thorough explanation of the history and theory behind French music's…May 16, 2023May 16, 2023
Sometimes A Wild God — a Pby Tom HironsThis poem reading was sent to me by a friend of mine, a mother of two who at one point in her life was a poet herself. I think the poet…Aug 5, 2022Aug 5, 2022
Last Night, A Fever DreamLast night, in a fever dream, somewhere my spirit floated around, out, and alongside my body, swimming through crevasses of memory and…Mar 14, 2022A response icon2Mar 14, 2022A response icon2
Self-Inquiry For When Meditation Isn’t EnoughA serious and profound remedy for the most stubborn pains of the heart and soul.Dec 19, 2021A response icon3Dec 19, 2021A response icon3
Songwriting Lesson: How To Escape A Writing FunkA trick to give rise to freshness and surprise in your instrumental writing.Nov 17, 2021A response icon1Nov 17, 2021A response icon1
Observations: An Introvert’s Tuesday MidmorningI’ve been sitting down every day recently in the supposed ideal outer environment, intending to write something satisfactory, yet each time…Nov 16, 2021Nov 16, 2021
Published inBe Open - Writers & Readers PubThe Persimmon Tree: A Handful of HaikuAm I doing haiku correctly?Nov 13, 2021Nov 13, 2021
First Impressions of Tbilisi, Georgia: Solo Woman EditionThere is a small sliver of the moon in a pastel-colored dawn sky. A flock of birds is dancing in unison on the wind’s currents up ahead. I…Nov 9, 2021A response icon1Nov 9, 2021A response icon1