Photo: EQRoy / Shutterstock.com The Woman was exiting the Springs Marketplace with no souvenirs—because she had already gotten stickers and a postcard of yellow aspens in downtown Colorado Springs—when she locked eyes on this couple embracing for their cliché goodbye...
What always shocked the Moby Dickheads was a whaleboat’s flimsiness, how squat the gunnels, how thin the planks separating whalers from depthless ocean and the 65-ton sperm whale they’d stabbed. All yesterday I’d been stuck working the whaleboat exhibit. That meant...
“Smoke Hole Historic Marker” by Jimmy Emerson, DVM is licensed under CC BY-NC-ND 2.0 In the fall, we go camping; we drive for five hours to get to Smoke Hole, West Virginia, even though there are plenty of campsites around Baltimore, even though there are beach...
“Everybody’s Records” by Koocheekoo is licensed under CC BY-NC 2.0 I drank iced lattes outside Everybody’s Recordsin the first muggy Cincinnati summer that I pretendedto like coffee. Thought it made me older. Boughtthe Black Keys vinyl with the fried...
Which his father did when the balloon string slipped from his fingers. Which was weird. His father had never held his hand in public before. Years later he wondered if his father wanted to keep him that day from floating off, too. At the time, though, they stood...
It was the before-times,as we like to say.Before the return of the drought.Before losspiled on lossafter loss. The late afternoon shone goldenthrough my dusty windshield.My teeth vibratedwith the boomof someone else’s musicas I waited for the lightto change. And then ...
