Errant Ruminant / Ruminations, 2022Grass. Sweat. TractorIf I close my eyes—and if the world is quiet enough—I can still feel that hand on my shoulder guiding me toward a brighter and more positive future. I miss you, Dad.existentialmourningeulogy
County Lines, 2024AdriftDay becomes night. Night becomes day. Today the same as yesterday, As the day before, As the day before.poetry