The Virginia rowhouse where Vera Clarke arrives early evening is old. Pretty, but old. Older than her own apartment building in Florida,
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There on the muddy flats where creek met bay, in the darkness just beyond Selander Bridge, Boni stood far from the flock.
The view from Keys Ranch road in Joshua Tree National Park is a vast one. The hillsides are freckled with heather purple
I watch the shadow puppets on the wall and the geckos crawling slowly up the balcony door looking for bugs. I can
“The highways show our indifference to death, so long as it’s someone else’s.” -Timothy Findley, Journeyman: Travels of a Writer My
And I will show that whatever happens to anybody it may be turn’d to beautiful results, And I will show that nothing
I gave birth in a fluorescent-lit white OR at midnight. A blue surgical drape rose like a tidal wave over my head,
Standing on the streets of Cleveland, shivering in the pre-dawn dark, I can’t tell which direction the wind is coming from, only
Life has no take two. Cherish it and live it to its fullest. I grew up with this saying from adults. Headmaster
When you find yourself knee-deep in shit, the first thing to ask yourself is, how did I get here? What choices in