by Robert Lee Haycock | Jun 20, 2016 | poetry |
He prowls the drive-in theater In daylight through a tinny confusion Of accordions from the land to the south Among stalks of sugarcane Boxes of eight-track tapes Purses T-shirts Toys and dishes The detritus of other folks’ Much too much lives He rescues...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Jun 19, 2016 | Back Yard Days, Friends of Bloody Run Creek, photographs |
Our pups, Bonnie and Hayduke, are about five months old now, and we’re starting to take them out in the world. This Father’s Day, Cassidy, Jack, Jesse and I drove down to nearby Bloody Run Creek, the nearest creek in our watershed, and they had their first...
by Armida Cervantez | Jun 6, 2016 | Abbey Country, Back Yard Days, Essays |
Falling is an inescapable factor in my life. Whenever I am in inner turmoil, fearful or exhausted, I fall. Mother Earth just calls me home. I fell at my children’s school one day after a big event that I coordinated. I remember a parent calmly saying, “No,...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Jun 2, 2016 | Community, Essays |
I have known you for so long, many of you since you were three or four years old. I held a few of you as infants. In the early days, I washed your cuts and pushed you on the swings in the schoolyard. I dried your hands when you passed through the wash line before...
