Nineteen poems, stories, letters and essays. Read them, or press play and let them be read to you.
A seven year old wants a piano. One parent asks for a proposal. The other just says yes.
The older brother is good at math, not music, so he builds his little brother's case out of scatter plots and myth.
A year after the piano arrives, the father who demanded a proposal writes back with something closer to an apology.
Everyone you love is already leaving, in quiet ways. A poem about loving anyway.
A poem about the same tongue that comforts strangers and wounds the people closest to it.
Thirty seven notebooks, not one finished story, and a man on the floor trying to feel something big enough to write down.
Sending someone your rough draft costs more than sending your polished one. That cost is the point.
Five forty in the morning, a cat wanting attention, and the sudden thought that today could be the last day.
A morning smoothie, a supervising cat, and a note to a colleague about excitement, overwhelm, and the shape of a good day.
Written in the morning light, after the coffee, before the noise. A note about letting the edges go soft.
The phone in your pocket promises poems on a walk, then breaks every line before you can write it.
No promises of a bushel of apples. Just soil, and what ten dollars a month can help take root in it.
A campaign sing along about beans, empty cages, and laughing while you tear a system down.
A parable about a food forest, a gatekept gardening club, and the potluck group that just asks people to start.
A note reminding a scattered mind that focus is a skill you build, not a trait you either have or lack.
A boy who used to build worlds with friends online, and the phone call that finally gets him off the screen.
A class assignment to save the world with beans splits into factions, including one that just counts beans forever.
A breakup letter to caffeine, written on day twelve of travel, in the language of a tiresome old affair.
Every factory farm begins with a person searching a question online. What they find shapes what they build.