Photography: Old Winter Paper Dried And Bunched


Death Makes You Less Sane

Death makes you less sane.
Death compresses all that spare time you once had into a narrow, poorly lit hallway. Death makes your hands stink. You notice the air around you more when you sit in a chair and look at the same spot you once did before something died. Everything that was obvious is now [...]

Farewell To Queens: The Death Of My Dog

Maya 1999 - 2008
I had originally written a post about the passing of my dog last Tuesday and posted it that night. I deleted it because it was a bit too sappy and too self-centered. Maya hated sappiness and she would have bitten my pant leg if my last thoughts of her were glib [...]