here’s my aspiration (to be clear): to put my arm around these guys who want to run the show, and tell them “thanks for trying, but really, notice that the folks don’t thrive the way you’re going, and hey, you’re better suited for this other task, that folks will thank you for, and hold in […]
plantain flowers draw their stems upright, above the tall grass, toward the sun.
buddha’s birthday. spring requests a song. we respond, along with plum trees.
the cat doesn’t strike the moment she sees the mouse what is she thinking?
the one who signs the papers into law has a familiar name, and is easy to mock. the ones who write the laws, you’ve never seen, rubbing their hands as each joke hits the mark.