Pray and work
byI’m debating whether I can summon the energy to get out of bed between snippets of NPR on the clock radio. Through my bedroom…
I’m debating whether I can summon the energy to get out of bed between snippets of NPR on the clock radio. Through my bedroom…
Far to the north, or indeed in any direction, strange mountains and creatures have always lurked— elves, goblins, trolls, and spiders: —we encounter them…
Sunday after church: we tumble through the front door of Grandpa and Grandma’s house, kick off our Sunday shoes in a pile in the…
The morning air is cold, and birds chatter as they warm up in light that filters into the garden from the east. Though I…
We sight the mornings softly Take to them easy The scent of the wood and coffee Our cup is filling Outside the river flows…
Legend has it that Three Rivers, the rural city where I live, used to be a gathering place for sacred ceremonies for the indigenous…
I do not know how exact a case might be made, but it seems to me that there is an historical parallel, in white…
Werner likes to crouch in his dormer and imagine radio waves like mile-long harp strings, bending and vibrating over Zollverein, flying through forests, through…
Ma was boiling molasses in a pan. When Laura’s kettle was full of popped corn, Ma dipped some into a large pan, poured a…
At the first signs of decline, I saw the illusion I’d buried in the depths of my subconscious float to the surface: I had…