The Custodian
I held the keys to the wells. I opened the water at first light and locked it at dusk, and the whole neighborhood drank from my morning.
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Responsibility, mortality, meaning, and the human condition.
I held the keys to the wells. I opened the water at first light and locked it at dusk, and the whole neighborhood drank from my morning.
Read →One minute I was chasing my brother with a machete. The next, we were running from the same dog.
Read →I am a giver. I am also selfish about it. Both are true, and the second is what keeps the first one alive.
Read →I cleared my father's table before I understood the word duty. The leftover was the wage. That is where I learned you pay your dues, one way or another.
Read →Sometimes life gives you the costume before it gives you the confidence.
Read →We arrive without consent, yet from the moment we arrive, we become responsible. A meditation on responsibility, mortality, and the meaning we are still free to make.
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