Jackrabbit regard
I’m walking home from All Saints Cathedral and heading across the empty parking lot east of the ArtsHab. I’m moving toward one of the waist-high woo...
I’m walking home from All Saints Cathedral and heading across the empty parking lot east of the ArtsHab. I’m moving toward one of the waist-high woo...
While the general race to tear down the elemental health of our world by overtaxing and exploiting its resources carries on, there is one man who sits up at nig...
Grass, Sky, Song, in part, is a requiem concerning our ingratitude toward the gift of Creation. In particular, it is a psalm of lament over our infidelity with ...
We are made for the world. And so we will need to come to maturity in the world. To dream of an escape through epiphany, through rapture, through indifference t...