Boxes
Hello. My name is Taylor Smith. I’m 25 years old and I have a lot of boxes. Boxes can be nice – they tend to stack well. They can be […]
I’m still learning
I was on my hands and knees staring up at a series of silver pipes and tubes, trying to find the source of the problem, when I realized that, I don’t […]
Kissing it goodbye
It just wasn’t possible to sit down and share this with you when I intended. Apparently, my tradition of an ode to the previous year wasn’t what I was supposed […]
He came, in pieces
I got a call from you today. Well, sort of. “Hi, Taylor. I came across a file of your dad’s. Looks like it contains some personal things. I thought you […]
Dropping my chains and choosing to dance
Two years ago I had ACL reconstruction surgery. I think that’s when the voice started to rage. You’re weak. It’s broken. Maybe this healing business just isn’t for you. For […]
This body
Once upon a time, there was fear and there was a body. It was my body. But it didn’t feel like my body. I didn’t understand this one, the thin […]
I’ve been gone for a while
I’ve been gone for a while on mud-slicked pathways, cobblestone streets, seas so salty there was no need to tread. I was fumbling with words learning the Czech lyrics to […]
Heading East
A few months ago, I traveled to places South. A journey to learn about my dad, my family roots, and more about myself, too. Today, I’m headed to places East. These […]
Strong Guy: David
Meet David. David Dalla Gasperina. Most people in your life you know for a season. Then there are others you have the privilege of watching grow from one stage of life […]
Strong Guy: Nick
Meet Nick. Nick Drushella. Think back to your middle school self. Yes, I’m asking you to go there — back to the days when you knew all the words to […]
Taylor's Taste 