Project Local
Currently requesting backpacking and camping gear. Could be old, or broken, or brand new and ready to use. I’m putting together backpacking kits that could essentially keep someone alive for a week in the woods to give away. Someone who receives one could store it in the trunk of their car, or garage, or put…
I get to choose
My grandpa only ever knew me as a little boy. I only knew him as an old man. But every day I work on his land, I stand under his trees, hold his soil in my hand and watch it drift away in the breeze, he knows. He sees. I’m no longer a little boy.…
The Actor
Home doesn’t really exist for men like me. Too many nights wrapped up tight in backpacks. Too fond of the percussive collaboration between a walking stick and my two let loose feet
against an angsty planet. I’m wasted. I’ve wasted every bit of attachment potential on the people who I love. The animals and the living things I need.
Have become home.
To me.
