Aug
22
Breakwater North, Hendersonville, Tennessee
I had planned to write nothing tonight. I am, after all, nearing the end of a vacation of sorts, and the issues relating to visiting people, living away from home, and simply moving through life seemed like enough to keep me busy tonight. But Reed Altemus somehow managed to change my mind--without even trying. He sent me a stark visual poem attached to an email (one that he did not even grace with a message).