He took him. He took him by the hand. But it wasn’t enough. What were they looking for? What did they expect? These friends that believed so deeply that things could change, that things could get better. They dragged him forward, out of the masses and into the spotlight of specificity. I don’t think … [Read More]
Long-Board Questions and Believing Konfis
The sun beat against the platform concrete, making it bright enough that my eyes need to squint a bit. I sat on a long-board with my friend as we waited for my train to come. I was going to dare a solo adventure to a town a few villages away, so I could buy a … [Read More]