the storm

I was warming up for police training at a church recreational center on Virginia's coast. There were nearly 100 of us there, all dressed in gray and navy, doing jumping jacks and anticipating the events of the day. The sky was overcast through the large, south-facing windows, built high into the wall of the gymnasium. … Continue reading the storm


Anguish by Malaquias Montoya It's not about gun control or letting kids "keep their childhoods" or pointing fingers. It's about allowing ourselves to grieve - fully - for very real heartbreak, for immense suffering. I'm beginning to think people talk these kinds of things to death to numb themselves. Don't change the subject. Bathe in … Continue reading anguish