ex-Mix
Past xMixes
Negotiations with the End
Meet a coffin maker, downsize for the afterlife, go out on a limb, pray for grace around flaws we haven't accounted for or understood.
Borrowed Time
Cancer tucked under our arm, death on the schedule. Life has punctuation but we live our sentence like a run-on.
menu V money
The options we have on view are shaped by our past and our collective vision. We can grow wealth to attain the best listed... Or we can make peace with the menu, asking only for what's reasonably available and allowing the rest to dwell as sacred.
A very dog year
There's no looking back; we still dwell in the incomprehensible. After promising-enough beginnings, the year made us sick, beat us down, loosed our moorings, and pitted us in high-pressure games....