Author: ps pirro

• Fixing Things

  “When I think about the most wearying thing about becoming middle-aged, it’s that you are the only one who can fix things – there is…

• Simply Sit Down

  The most important undertaking of my day is to simply sit down at my desk and pick up my pen. Without this elementary act I…

• Hiding the Dead

  When I first learned of the graves, understood the likelihood that there are so many more to be found, hundreds of children at each site,…

• There is No Path

  I know nothing about Ethan Hawke, other than the fact that he’s been in some movies. I couldn’t tell you which ones without resorting to…

• Timeless

  A few weeks ago I wrote about my Gap Month, and how the simple process of asking a question and listening for an answer has…

• God Plays Pool

  We are born of collision, objects in motion meeting objects at rest, God may not play dice with this universe, but he plays pool, marking…

• Barn Music

  I was out at my friend Jubilee’s last Friday, sitting in her big barn, listening to three women make music on the stage. One on…

• Intentional Community

  From the moment I first learned of them, I’ve wanted to live in an intentional community. I’m not starry-eyed about it. I don’t yearn for…

• Hello Summer

  Where are we and why are we in this handcart? Never mind that the Solstice is still a week away. It’s full-on summer in the…

• Junk Drawer

  Much like my commitment to this blog, my practice of writing a daily poem begins with good intent at the start of each year, only…