1. Declined my Fellowship at William and Mary ( Read more... )

Today I have the morning to clean my room, read, and stare awhile out the window. In Ozark, Andrew is at home helping build two cedar coffins. The day is overcast and quiet. For some reason I feel extremely content just now, as if life were here in these small things, not waiting for me at the end of a degree ( Read more... )

And so March falls piece by piece into its place, and I will soon move on to April, a challenge, but a beautiful, complex picture from the other side ( Read more... )

The danger of studying political violence is the sterilized neatness of statistics and the overwhelming burden of personalization. No one doubts that knowing is better than not knowing, but do we really help ourselves in slogging through humanity’s dirtiest moments, and do we really help its victims? In the end, all political violence oppresses all ( Read more... )

My keyboard still works after a bath of Dr. Pepper, and my key has returned to me after a week's vacation. God takes care of me ( Read more... )

Brandon says short posts get lots of comments. I have not always found this to be true.

I think I will be going back to London.

I am giving up distinction at graduation, giving up my name beside the Greek Theater. I spent all my time in Kimpel anyway, and the people who matter will know that I'm smart.

I hope.

I felt left out ( Read more... )

I just wrote six poems, and they're all keep-able!

Thanks, God...