Not Walter

There is a man who lives in his truck behind the church near our house. He’s been there since springtime. It didn’t take us long to give the dark-haired man a name: “Walter.”  We felt unsettled that he was around, stuck, with seemingly no where to go.  This is our neighborhood, our space. We walk the dog in the late evenings, and … More Not Walter

My Inner Heisenberg

Walter White.  If you know this name, you know Heisenberg.  It’s been weeks since the series finale of “Breaking Bad.”  In this house, we are veiled in lethargic mourning.  Evening television is flat, faulty, unsatisfying now that we have finished a month-long Netflix marathon of watching the life of Walter White evolve and dissolve. I miss … More My Inner Heisenberg

One Boston

“Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate beings, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves.”             ~The Symposium, Plato When metal and cowardice explodedon Boylstonfalse men who thought to be gods failed.In this place that built us all,one by one,we fell to the ground, to hard ends, cutting deepestinto … More One Boston