KRISTOPHER     DRUMMOND

It’s strange to watch a tree die.  It happens slow, over the course of years.  You have to be in the same place, geographically...

Digging in, to die. Reversing the spin of misplaced orbit, interrupting the cynical cycles of restless yearning. A pause is eternity, is...

If, if I could wind The rusty hinges of your clock Back to the place, the beginning, where the numbers disappear and the hands rest...

September: Most notable for the Green Day song that encourages an month-long nap. For other reasons, it's become one of my favorite...

Your mom's garden is incredible, old buddy.  It's really thriving this year.  The corn is taller than her--although that's not saying...