Gas Station Gator Head Gators farmed to buyer’s specific size (watch band small hides, tight pattern couch makers want seat
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The first time my students kill a chicken they are not good at it. I show them how to still the wings
Sophie is crammed into a middle seat in a row near the back of the plane. She hunches forward to see past
I live between a Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Red Devil gas station between panic and pregnant teenagers between the turnpike and
This is mostly about learning to grow. To let the seeds do what they do, to germinate, to let the plants mature.
Eduardo knew what was coming when he entered Rosario’s room and saw her leaning heavily on her brass-handled, wooden cane and staring
See them rocks up the river there, right where it curves? That’s the kinda place where you might find a nice trout
Ghazal with Cave, Wellbore & Millions of Branches Light shackles itself between my father’s old oaks in Pennsylvania. As a child, I
Lungs They deepen the blood, my grandmother said. Whatever the blood demanded was done that time. She was bled like a baked
At a wind farm on top of Kevin Rim in north central Montana, in a conference room filled with a long table