Though now and then, at twelve, I bored myself…
Revealing, Concealing
Exercises in journal-keeping and notes…
Squealing Garlic, Sacrificial Beans
Mid-sixties, north of Bangkok, midday heat.
Drifting Off
Years later, I was trying to describe…
Statistics & Butterflies
Stalin was quoting a German satirist’s…
Seasons of Wind, Mud, Shadows and Pain
January stumbled in, stage right…
My Brother’s Watch
I have received, and wear, my brother’s watch…
Seeing & Believing
Copernicus notwithstanding, the sun rolled…
The Sunday Letter
After the warm red hymnals and the spell…
Dan Overgaard 