Matt Laska

July 12, 2026 Have I ever told you about the time I was on a boat in the middle of the ocean? It was an old, single-masted whaling ship, made all of wood. It was me, the captain, and his mate. We were sailing north to deliver something, but they wouldn't tell me what. All I can remember is the terrible sounds, as I was tethered below deck, near to the captain's rifle (just out of reach) and his Bible (just within). The joints of the wooden hull bound on themselves as they rac

Mar 16, 2026 An excerpt from a letter to a poet- My Friend, Have I not you about the time that Simone Weil visited Thomas Merton’s hermitage at the Abbey of Gethsemani in the summer of 1942? Shame on me. Well, buckle up, dear friend, because it was an affair of the utmost seriousness. -- Knock knock… “Thomas, I need your help immediately. I must parachute over Vichy to deliver care to the wounded French at the front. It is necessary.” “Apologies, Madame, who are you?”

The little guy has a one track mind. Yes, it’s ai.