Art · Calligraphy


The story behind this piece is kind of a bummer. February 22 is the day we buried our son Cayden two years ago after a late miscarriage. I haven't decided how I want to spend this day yet. I have a rather irreverent attitude towards death (I was thinking of making it a "death day"… Continue reading “Melancholia”



I stood watch as you died, held open my heart and cried. Nothing to do, but wait; as angels worked your fate. Your hand to hold and pray, Your soul to him today. Silence now, your heart still. Life's clock loses its will. The angels came and left me alone.  Gone your breath. I shut… Continue reading ICU