Alter Ego Returns

I once stood under the big top after a show and spoke with a trapeze artist. The tent had gone

I learned this rhythm on the plains. Not from a book or a seminar, but from watching people who did

There is a strange mercy in suffering. I resisted that sentence for a long time. I wanted my purpose to

After midnight the office becomes a different country. The glow from the monitor feels like a small moon, the artwork