Accepting Death

Accepting Death

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And so, on this day, I fill that hollow space in my chest with heat from a thousand thousand thousand suns:

A Year Goes By

A Year Goes By

This was Elijah and I on January 1, 2014 hiking Abiqua Falls. So much has changed since then—Dad is gone, Elijah is soon turning 16, Chuck is moving his office to Portland, and I am a disillusioned writer with little interest in the publishing world and all the calisthenics writers… Read More

First Anniversary

First Anniversary

Dad, last Christmas Last year on New Year’s Eve, Dad took Shameem, Chuck and I to his doctor so that we could hear a sobering truth: Dad was running out of time. Shameem, Chuck and I listened as Dad pressed the man to talk numbers. Dad wanted us to understand… Read More