The hard reality of space Space is not a nice place. It’s cold. It’s lonely. It does not know compassion and it does not forgive. It makes you hollow by stealing the things you know and the people you love. It eats your body and sucks away your memories. It twists time so that everything […]
On the wall above my nightstand is a little school photo of a twelve year-old boy. I stuck it there proudly, years ago. I may go months without looking at it, but when I happen to see it, I smile. My son is twenty-seven now and off in graduate school, but the picture stays there. […]
