The long view

An abundance of horizon draws our gaze, delineates our days here at our rock-fast retirement center at the shore. Well-seasoned eyes seem..

Cabbage

On Sunday, I clocked a window. I whirled around and slammed it with the back of my fist. My right fist. The..

Detailing

Those head bindings rolled and laid aside in a separate place, the way the sympathetic gardener gently calls her by her name,..

Intermission

There comes a point, halfway between the ashes and the lilies, when you stop and ask yourself “Just how did I get..

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