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I Crouched among the periwinkles you evade the panting fury of the horses and the howl of dogs in the sun. You

Crows fill the bare maples, between baroque trills and iron-crust-against-plaster croaks, they dip their heads, swipe beaks, black to cold branch: What

Ever since the flood, the long Cassandra scream. Balls of water for nine months, smashing onto concrete, roofs, battering leaves, then water

Ro leaps from one rooftop to the next on the morning of the funeral. Free. The word shimmers in his mind like

“I am not very hopeful about the Earth remaining as it was when I was a child. It’s already greatly changed. But

My older brother JJ mumbles to himself like our mom always does when she’s pissed off. “Enter Sandman” plays from the same

In the early days of motoring, when humans first cut through the garnet-bearing granitoides, potato sandstone, and Pelona grayschists of the canyon

When towns ban plastic bags in grocery stores, cashiers experience the fallout. Expect the question, “Would you like to buy a paper

Tom uses the crowbar he stole out of Arnold’s truck to break into the lion house. On the threshold, in the confluence

  I met Rachel and Sheri behind a gentrified shopping center in Baltimore, Maryland. Sheri shared stories about her journey to poverty