essays kaddish in two-part harmony

a kaddish for those who don’t escape

My ordeal was long ago and I’m fine. For far too many others, this story is today, this story is now, and this story is how they will die.


what is it about words? a rant in response to a preamble

Music sits alongside religion as an opiate for the masses, and when music joins religion, it’s a truly powerful drug—one that scares the crap out of me sometimes.