The Reconstruction of Beauty
This is written to remind. Because some things are worth remembering. And some things I’ll never forget. Like her lips, soft as French Merlot after a hard day at the office, pink as a sun-baked horizon drunk off an afternoon rain. Or her eyes, green and round as grapes in the morning light. Or her arms, like a good nights sleep embracing my weary frame. Some things I’ll never forget. * *...
Read MoreMethamphetamine Chili
So we’re clear, what follows is a fictional story. Methamphetamine Chili * * * Chili goes down fast and easy when it’s negative five degrees outside. And in the Midwest, chili is methamphetamine, sardonic soup composed of everything from battery acid to cough syrup to gasoline to freshly extracted kitten intestines. And a thousand freezing souls will file through any given diner, slide...
Read MorePlayground Love — A Short Essay on Young Relationships & Breaking Up Badly
* * * My first real girlfriend broke up with me via email. The subject line read, “Sorry, I can’t do this anymore…Loser.” Or something like that. And maybe my memory’s a bit harsh as to the exact title of that email due to years spent mentally tidying up that trashy semester, but I guess that’s just the way I remember important things communicated through the internet....
Read MoreLife, Love, God & The Nuclear Mess Between
* * * In The Democratic Republic of the Congo, a 3-year-old girl is crying. She’s sad beyond words and hurting beyond pain because earlier that same day a man broke into her house, killed her parents, kidnapped her brother and brutally raped her. She was left for dead on the dirt floor of her own home. Three-year-old rape victims exist. Do you? * * * It feels something like a leg. Like a...
Read MoreAlbum of the Year {2011}: Love & War & The Sea In Between by Josh Garrels
This past summer my friend Lee sent an email updating Quinn and I on life in California. At the end of his email he left this note: Listen to our friend’s wonderful expression of hope and leaning into God amidst adversity. These words have been an important expression for me during times when I have no expression to give – and I thank him for it. Trusting my friend, and always...
Read More
