Yet they hurry by, can't stop. / There's pressing business on ahead, / And stuck sticks don't fit in their plans.
When His Body Fails
At the Door
A hungry beggar looked and asked, "Might he to one so mean impart / Such life and with it hope endow?"
Into the Dark
"I wasn't planning on spending much time looking out the window.... This time, however, the sights of the world passing beneath me drew my nose to the window and held my gaze.... And that's when my heart sank."
They Make Me Rich
A word that flies high over these past four years of my sojourn here in Central Asia is the word loneliness. It's a monster I was not at all prepared to face. The monster came anyway. Turns out he's a hard one to chase away. Every last human being senses a deep-seated need that is … Continue reading They Make Me Rich