“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...
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...
“Moonrise over the dock” by Arturo Donate is licensed under CC BY 2.0 My family and I are lined up on a pier at La Parguera, one of three bays in Puerto Rico where bioluminescence blooms. Within this sphere of yellow-washed lamplight, a bubble of people isolated...
Photo by Flausa123, CC BY-SA 3.0, via Wikimedia Commons Have you ever seen two lovers being hounded down by Death? Go to Arkadiko Bridge on a Blood Moon night, and as clear as you can see this hand of mine in front of your eyes, you will see two embracing silhouettes...
