Today I am struggling with being and nothingness. My mind travels from the bleak, drenching, 21st Century Arizona rain to artful black and white photos my mother never snapped of pans filled with shelled peas my brother and I had spent hours extricating from pods on an Indiana, summer afternoon. Creativity allows me to examine an imaginary … Continue reading A Milan Kundera Day
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A Milan Kundera Day
Today I am struggling with being and nothingness. My mind travels from the bleak, drenching, 21st Century Arizona rain to artful black and white photos my mother never snapped of pans filled with shelled peas my brother and I had spent hours extricating from pods on an Indiana, summer afternoon. Creativity allows me to examine an imaginary … Continue reading A Milan Kundera Day