June 2020
June 6, 2020

Paranoia
Men with amplifiers delivered gnostic interpretations of the facial expressions of various health officials.
June 5, 2020

Presence
Tonight I came across Tolstoy’s three questions, and they feel especially pressing in these overloaded and disorienting days.
June 4, 2020

Oblivious
My interest in triangulating art, faith, and the day’s events feels increasingly toothless, maybe even oblivious.
June 3, 2020

Alert
The silence was stunning. It had presence and weight that nearly muted the birds and the steady beat of three choppers in the sky.
June 2, 2020

Curfew
I say hello to an old man with a power drill and a bucket of screws. Everything’s coming so fast and ugly this year.
June 1, 2020

Desecration
A news anchor said, “We are descending into something that is not the United States of America tonight.” I’m not sure if this is true.