In Brief, 2025: On Your/My Behalf
I do not abandon you without grief. You are not at fault. You were made how you were made. You’ve always done, simply, what you know. … More In Brief, 2025: On Your/My Behalf
I do not abandon you without grief. You are not at fault. You were made how you were made. You’ve always done, simply, what you know. … More In Brief, 2025: On Your/My Behalf
Owls hoot from invisible places, from the rocky canyon walls we now trudge between, from the tucked earthen dark, behind the eyes of a fox who follows us. … More Moonbox Notes #26: Nov/Dec
I like how obscure this year’s post has become. It is maybe more showing than telling. It is also both narrative and not. This is how my life feels right now, and this ending of 2024 leaves me in the very place my notebook ends: with blank pages, with the last entry its own, crossed-out void. … More In Brief, 2024: No Te Escucho
there’s something sad about running
through a grove of ancient
bristlecone pines, something mortal
and wounded, drought-stricken
and wildfire smoked but rooted
time immemorial, this urge … More Moonbox Notes #25: Octubre
you are the shape of the alpine loam catching like thirst, yourself now the notes of thunder … More Moonbox Notes #24: Summer Edition
It’s been eight long weeks of recovery thus far, and I still have an unknown journey ahead. To have this happen now, the year I become sponsored, right before three back-to-back races, one being my first international race (a Skyrunning race! a world stage!)…obviously, injuries are never convenient. … More Moonbox Notes #23: Abril/Mayo
these bodies remain
earthlings, caught by storm
heartwoods, as brown as ever
otro día, nevado pero entero
as in, rooted, cradling light
a red, rubbled road into the sky—
why can’t we see it
the end to the storm … More Moonbox Notes #22: Febrero/Marzo
Maybe some of you have wondered why I always share so much about Indigenous People. I hope this piece answers that for you. It is because I have an affinity for All My Relations (the belief that we are all related); it is because I have a duty to learn about and uphold the pieces of me that have been ignored by society, education, and even the communities I grew up in … More Moonbox Notes #21: Enero
My brain, body, and soul have been restless. “The Holidays” have felt wrong for years, but this year was even more potent for me (unfathomable for those in Palestine). I’m done glazing over US Holidays as a status quo. … More Moonbox Notes #20: Diciembre
And what better modes of suggestion than art or direct protest, both borne through our ability to use the imagination, where the rules of even kindness break down, where power is bewildered and navigation, endless. Where the ways of living out one’s life stun the status quo. … More In Brief, 2023: Suggestions
They touch. They toss themselves like an acrobat, back arching, tails curling momentum. The squirrels roam the slope, knead through soil, leaves, duff. Bury, unbury. They garden. They nurse. They take care. … More Moonbox Notes #19: Oct/Nov 2023
Surely they have bonded, mom and son-in-law in pre-work ritual. I was both happy she knew him and simultaneously aware that such a thing was impossible. But the message was there, that she knows and loves him, that she shares in the spaces we call home. … More Moonbox Notes #18: Septiembre 2023
I suppose the reality-check is thus: I am more than the drama or the pain and I am even more than a truthseeker or a supporter of justice. I am also mundane. Giddy. At times complacent. Full of fantasies. I fail at simple, unentertaining things. The first thing I do in the morning is boil water. … More In Brief, 2022: The Pangs of Our Hope
perhaps this is what happens every time I press a key on the piano. A string pulls sound toward itself. I press a finger to pull sound into me. I keep the memory of tones, of grandparents, of parents, of time itself. I keep and I keep and I keep. Perhaps keeping is what ages us, compels us to evade or ignore what we can no longer pull. … More In Brief, 2021: What the Brain Does
These feats seem narrow and superficial when I compare them to the work my brain does when dreaming at night. The nightmares are such because they contradict me, risk everything, go beyond the threat of death by hypothetically starting the process. … More The dreams that scare me and how they nurture my curiosity
The following is an account of a series of dreams, strange in their nature, and thus only that. However, dreams seem to offer insight and sometimes an uncanny meditation on life and death. In 2009, I lost my mother to genetic breast cancer, after 7 years of fighting. I’ve had many, rather mundane, dreams with … More Mother of My Dreams