As humans, if we are parting and we are sad, then we are truly blessed beyond measure, given far more than we deserve.

A poem I wrote, inspired by Li-Young Lee's "The City In Which I Love You."

The short version about me would say all the basics: that I'm seventeen, a senior in high school, a thirteen year veteran of home-school, a writer, a golfer, a person. But the facts you already know and they only tell part of the story, the way one can only estimate the time of day by the position of the sun.