A Sense of Place: Echo Park, Dinosaur National Monument, Colorado …round apples glowing red in the orchard and the rustle of the leaves make me pause to think how many other than human forces affect us… I respond – how? Virginia Woolf – “A Sketch of the Past”...
My affair with Ivy Hall, the physical affair, started on a shaky note. I had set out to meet her for the first time, after hundreds of emailed correspondence. It was half-past eleven in the morning, and I was sitting inside a moving train, looking outside the window,...
Only onions posed a problem. The mushy plums could go—buying them had carried over from when Maris was still in town. Bill would buy a pound or two, maybe forgetting she had left, or wanting to remind herself of her, as if that would help anything. Hell if he knew one...
She was tired, so, so tired. Her eyelids dragged, but she’d made it. She’d buckled the twins into their car seats, one and then the other; it took so damned long with two of them. She’d gone to the store and bought three bags of groceries — oh, god! She’d...
To Whom It May Concern: Joining the circus is not all cotton candy and clown cars. Please abide by the following rules. Thank you. – Management CIRCUS RULES: The Cannon is for the Human Cannonball not for garbage or undocumented workers. No matter how the old saying...
