nathan f. elmore
Creative writing on faith, culture, and things in between
One is changed by what one loves — Joseph Brodsky
Dear Malik (and others): Please find a different metaphor!
Old theologians, young poets, and a company's existential longings.
Thomas Hobbes's "nasty, brutish, short" meets Frederick Buechner's "stop gritting your teeth and clenching your fists."
To be a son is to search for your father in the shadows of memory.
The Return by Hisham Matar.
The inconsolable immigrant.
When a father is neither dead nor alive.