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Just some scenes from Colorado Fam Vacay 2019. Peep the last one - might be my favorite.

Here’s a picture of me thinking, “Why am I not living in Seattle?”

The day Notre Dame went up in flames Friends, Notre Dame is burning. And within every watching heart A flame also starts A burning, aching For more than just wood and stone History, humanity Crumbling in chaotic flame and smoke For Notre Dame is also us. And seeing the ending of Notre Dame Is seeing the ending of parts of us. Years of history built into the Skin and bone of every being Will also one day, go up in flame As Notre Dame even now does. And this great leveling flame Chases down everything It is known as: Finiteness, Death, and the ending. Ash and char of a steeple, and the silence surrounding a body as it goes into the grave. It is also the crack of dry winter wood, splitting from ice and wind It is the hack and wheeze heard ‘round a retirement home. It is the sound of a car accident at 70 miles per hour, even as the vehicles burst into red hungry flame. It is the darkness that falls heavy over lonesome highways that lead to dying nowhere towns. But I have heard a rumor. A rumor flying out far in front of the great fire, a rumor riding the winds low and close to the earth The rumor spreads in between the hymns sung by the crowds Watching Notre Dame burn The rumor echoes often, preposterous sometimes against that great wall of flame. But it persists, always. And it is simply: This Is Not The End #NotreDame #ThisIsNotTheEnd

I really wanted to find just one pic to summarize my trip to Argentina; I had to settle for four. 1. Recoleta Cemetery in Buenos Aires, rows and rows of mausoleums 2. The coolest nephew in the world (I mean, look at that pose) 3. Quebrada del Condorito National Park (did not come with Doritos) 4. The face of one who has missed an international flight by 1 minute... #argentina

Butterfield Trail, Devils Den, AR. Good enough to inspire a poem. Link in bio, etc., blah blah blah. #BasicTrailPic #butterfieldtrail #shamefulplug

Here’s a picture I took a year ago (today) in Amsterdam. It’s a broken thing. I wrote a poem about things that can break, and as the cool kids say, the link is in my bio. Sidenote: will be trying to post poems daily-ish. So check back every now and then. #poems #rijksmuseum #StudyAbroad

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