When I first moved to Appalachia, there was a pair of nesting hawks in the tree by my home. They…
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“Sometimes we forget, and in forgetting, remember who we are,”
Haiku[squared]
I’m Not tryin’ to undercut ya none
I’m Not Trying To Undercut you, he says… I’m not trying to make you feel bad. when I say hey,…
I Have Been …
I have been so very thinking about Jen (nee) Richmond these days (and damn you if you think worse of…
It Hurts, So Good …
It hurts, because the only way we know how to change is by tearing our ego from the bone. It…
Today …
So, Today, I went out to the place where my children are buried. I cannot do this often, but I…
Excerpt (or Exception) on Life
#3 The intrigue of the dance has captured me and I allow myself to be lead, not by the hand,…
Unfinished, but not Undone
#1 (Kansas, 1997) These things do not happen in great leaps as we envision they would. There is no cataclysmic…
Travelogue (Excerpts) – part 3 – Of Love and The Sea
I keep coming back to the water, one way or another, and it is always so much like going home.…
Travelogue (Excerpts) – The Incident With The Mad Man (part 2)
I know that I had tried the door before, but it was locked, although, as it turns out, it actually…
