So this is how it ends. Not with a shot or the flip of a switch or a decisive blow, but rather a Canadian convoy, a patchwork of recalled mandates, another set of numbers and curves. The end is a slow unraveling. String is made up of individual fibers twisted together to form a single… Continue reading We’re Still Here
The Year the World Stopped just turned out to be another set of days. The world continued to melt and burn and freeze and flood and dry up. The winds screamed. Injustices continued. People shrugged and looked the other way. What more could they do?
Weeks 6/7: Balancing Act
Originally published May 7 This week there’s been a quiet buzz, barely perceptible but impossible to ignore — like a scent you can’t place, or a piece of grass grazing your leg, or a hint of cinnamon in a chocolate chip cookie. Our beaches have partially opened (no chairs, no blankets, no sunbathing; yes surfing, yes… Continue reading Weeks 6/7: Balancing Act