The Crown You Don’t See
Now I understand why they say health is the crown that only the sick can see. The healthy...
EXPLORING
personal transformation painful
Thank You, Legs
I never thanked my legs for carrying me until they couldn't. Never thanked my lungs for breathing until...
Made of Glass and Steel
We are simultaneously made of glass and steel. My collarbone is healed now. Stronger at the break point,...
The Wrong Size Room
This aging body is right for this consciousness. Thoughtful. Careful. Shaped by years.
The Museum of My Expertise
Professional evolution turns mastery into a museum. Obsolete skills don’t vanish—they become irrelevant. Experience without adaptation becomes obsolescence.
The Double Standard of Time
Now, thirteen years later, this small white line makes me smile. This is the beauty of aging—each mark...
The Map of Living
Now, thirteen years later, this small white line makes me smile. This is the beauty of aging—each mark...
The Ghost of Who I Was
I miss the version of myself who could write poetry without self-consciousness. The twenty-two-year-old who wrote fearless poetry...
The Double Standard of Time
Watching aging heroes miss easy catches and forget familiar lines, we feel time’s democracy. Their greatness was human...
When Gods Grow Old
Watching aging heroes miss easy catches and forget familiar lines, we feel time’s democracy. Their greatness was human...