ISA HOPKINS

Raconteur. Adventurer. Kimchi Enthusiast.

Come Healing

I wrote this two weeks ago.  I sat on it for a bit but have decided to go ahead and put it into the world now. behold the gates of mercy/an arbitrary space and none of us deserving of the cruelty or the grace… (sincerely, l. cohen.) Like so many others I am surprised by the weight of my reaction to Robin Williams’s suicide; he seemed a fixture in the universe, a font.. Read More

Anthem

There is a reason I have been quiet lately. In phrases and allusions I have hinted at other explanations – work and travel and the busy-ness of a day job and pursuit of a creative dream and the demands of brokeness – but there is a truth lurking behind all of these, one harder to admit, one less acceptable than the promise and possibility embedded in so much doing.   I have been.. Read More