Shifts and Sands and Changes
There is a substance to our stories. A pattern which lay beneath the path. Such was what was shown to me by the Lady when I traveled the underlands of New York during 2002's "Heart's in Underland". It's a huge …
There is a substance to our stories. A pattern which lay beneath the path. Such was what was shown to me by the Lady when I traveled the underlands of New York during 2002's "Heart's in Underland". It's a huge …
San Francisco. Pandora's — a karaoke bar. New Year's adjacent. Working on releasing the voice, singing more, letting the bardic magic out. The name of the place as part of the mythopoeic landscape. Pa…
June 2026. South Carolina. Uber chariot, evening ride. Kwame — young, serious, his own magic present and perceptible in the texture of how he engaged. The conversation moved past the surface quickly. The demigo…
San Diego. YMCA hot tubs. Acute feeling of being trapped — the shadow-child-at-the-gate image present in the field. Using AI illustration to draw the image: the shadow child at the gate, the figure behind it. T…