Cumberland Gap, a Day in the Pines

When I was very little, I vaguely but fondly remember going to Cumberland Gap with my mom. We were on our way to visit relatives somewhere and I don’t remember much except the Iron Furnace, wading across the waterfall, and the tiny condensed town. My song for this entry is Thou’s cover of the infamous…

Devouring Savannah

“Hand me my swish” is a real sentence that actually came out of my mouth the other night.

I, just a little tipsy, was referring to the ever-evolving boozy concoction I had been sipping throughout the evening, enjoying that fleeting sense of rebellious freedom one finds in drinking alcohol in a city that permits open containers in public.

Swish.

Venerate Your Dead

Hi friends, I am proud to report that I have finally put a little muscle into one of my other blogs after a long period of dormancy. It is published and public, but still in progress. Venerate Your Dead is a death-positive ode to ancestor veneration rituals and spirit festivals around the globe, with a focus…