Photo by Sean D Silva, GNU Free Documentation License, via Wikimedia Commons A woman in a pink kurta settles in the seat next to mine, stirs, and stretches her legs. My writhing desire for a hunk occupying a space this close is now crushed. Standing right before me in...
“Cribstone bridge to Bailey Island” by WorldIslandInfo.com is licensed under CC BY 2.0 Rose awoke that morning in midcoast Maine to a fog that covered the streets and blanketed the homes: a fog so thick that breathing felt closer to swimming or drowning in...
I learned of Whitney Houston’s death while shuffling through a Chicago Walgreens at night. The red-and-white world and the red-and-white drugstore took pause as the greatest songs fell away, their notes dripping down city storm drains. My belly was a basketball;...
“Sioux Passage” by Larry Mills is licensed under CC BY 2.0 Banana Kush on the Rocks, triple threat, a treble hook, dripping fentanyl, cast like a spell cast backwards, the Missouri River will dizzy you down, up, moves invisibly, buttery, the ghost of Ginger...
Greenfield Rest Area Eastbound, outside Indianapolis, off Routh 70 East. Visited by Andy Brown on February 26, 2023. Praise the sun! Yes, it’s chilly but nothing compared to the two weeks we spent in North Dakota. It feels good to step into 40-degree weather. I don’t...
Photo by nikolpetr / Shutterstock.com The swan wakes at dawn and finds herself by the beach. There is a small wooden bridge that leads to a blue floating pontoon dock. Reed beds frame the beach and filter its water. Algae in the undercurrent colors the lake a green...
