First Among Seconds

I’ve always been a sucker for tiny, functional items; things that carry the evidence of daily activity and the particular devotion of the mundane.

The Society of Split Minds

Maybe this is a sign I’m turning into my father as I age, but I’ve really embraced the art of reading in the loo.

They are both darkness: they are both lights.

“There will be a lot of sewing last year’s fragments with this year’s threads.”

Come again, be again

A collection of loosely-associated thoughts on permanence.