It’s more than a little astonishing to look at a fresh new calendar in a fresh new year and realize...
My Uncle’s Farm I recollect particulars by the dozen, But late in life I yearn to shift the sensory into...
Neil knew he should be the one to start the neighbour’s combining this year. At seventy-nine, his father’s neck is...
As the sun began to top the trees, you could tell today would be another scorcher. One of the hottest...
The offerings were ready, and I thought that my lion cat must be hungry. It was a blistering summer day....
Controversy Not looking for Controversy, I found it four miles from where I grew up, as the crow flies. Controversy...
Circa 1900 Waldo sharpened the blades of his turn-of-the-last-century sled and slid Downhill at age eighty-four. His wife chided him,...
Paul: Looks like some kids have messed up the book box again. Any ideas who? Michelle: @Trish Jones – your...
Him and the Dog She stands birching Towards river Black metal liquid Sweating paper Southeast Her pepper white skin flapping...
Daughter of the Deep Places A hardwood doesn’t settle in its spot Out of any preference for that spot. She...
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Passing Through Uncertain if it was my home, the shifting lens of time bears down on the house – nearer...