Manifestos #3

Manifestos #3

I am writing to you from the back of an ambulance going down highway 80. My work is done. Now I can only sit here and be a witness. I am with a young (stress that part) man who feels that this life is not worth living. He is asleep, and he looks like an angel. He...
Manifestos #2

Manifestos #2

I work in a big city, miles from where I live up in the hills. It’s great! I see so many different people, and each of them is unique. I experience so much. I have seen life slip away like smoke, and humor and courage on the faces of people who are looking straight...
Manifestos #1

Manifestos #1

Editor’s Note: With this, Steven M. Ford begins a series of short, thematically connected pieces. Stay tuned for more.   The guarantees in my life are uncertainty, adventure, and crystalline pure discovery. It never stops. The days and nights don’t carry...
The Magick Line

The Magick Line

The first time you ever climb a mountain, any mountain, you just want to get to the top. No thought of pacing or style, just a need to stand up there and look at the vast earth below. The second time, you want to do it a little neater. More grace on the route, smooth...
Rucksack Revolution

Rucksack Revolution

When I was ten years old, I moved out of my bedroom in my parents’ house and into a small canvas tent. From 10 years old, until I shipped out for the US Army at almost 18 years old, I lived in this tent, and a couple more, year round. Rain and shine, winter and...