Turning Under the Garden, Turning Over the Dresser Drawers
Fall re-imaginings + tending & sustaining a vibrant creative community + lively new ways to Write In The Dark (together)
More than the new year, more than my birthday, more than any other time, fall is when I take stock. As the outside world begins to die in bleary stages, I turn inward in search of some stronghold to see me through the harsh cold ahead. Turning under the garden, turning over the dresser drawers, turning around to find another year gone by, I’m compelled …