Q.

7.31.21 Q. Dear dad, I am not sure if I have ever mentioned Q to you. Q is a homeless woman I met on campus when I was at TCU. I think I talked to her the first time in undergrad. She would come and go. Sometimes staying on campus for weeks or months and […]

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The arena.

8.19.20 Dad, I have been waiting on this a long time. Mulling over when and how to express something so lofty. So precious as life. Like holding a bird in your hands. Cupping them firmly enough so he doesn’t fly away but gently so as not to harm him. I think the truth is often […]

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