Christopher O'NealThen Mend it, Dear HenryIn one of those earworm children’s songs intended to be sung in an eternal cycle on long drives or walks, a poor man named Henry complains…Dec 1, 2021Dec 1, 2021
Christopher O'NealTo Socrates, Part IThe journey is always the same. I step from my front door, and pause for a moment, weighing which direction to walk. I know my destination…Apr 12, 2019Apr 12, 2019