In 2021 I made old dreams making way for new and it was the most popular thing I published all year. Old friends wrote in. Strangers shared it on the twtter.

Today in 2024, a little loose journal below. Share it with a friend who might like it. Remember to dig out your guts when the barrel gets dirty.

“I think that maybe if we can guard ourselves and each other, if we can keep from losing our minds alone in quiet rooms and can at least lose them side by side, we may live through the year.” —Eve L. Ewing, from “Thursday Morning, Newbury Street” in Electric Arches

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