Monthly Archive: November 2016

This blazed path. Lovely winter light, clotting shade. Rusted border, collapsing fence. Gap in the grammar of the woods. Fallen limbs beyond memory. Forgiving duff and stone. Spare fading lines. Both ends tangled not....

“There, now that didn’t hurt a bit, did it? Would you like to see your blood?” She holds up a vial. “No, that’s okay. I’ll faint.” “Would you like a glass of water?” “Yes.”...

On a lark ventured into the exclusive listing of self—many rooms, musty cellar, dusty attic, cobwebs everywhere, sheets thrown over ugly furniture, sullen portraits beyond living memory and dour landscapes crooked with time on...

“Each one,” they told us, and there were too many to count, “stands for something in the real world.” Meanwhile our milk was spoiling in cartons kept in stale cloakrooms. That was a long...

One time in college I drove my 1973 VW Beetle home from Maine to New Jersey on the day before Thanksgiving and got stuck in evening traffic along the Mass Pike between Auburn and...

Somewhere between elsewhere there’s an inside for an outside or nowhere or all. Might happen anywhere.

“It was really great, after the smoke cleared. Let’s bring it back!”

They sit for hot dogs as well as cheese, Election Day on the summit of Wittenberg Mountain, then it was on to Cornell and Slide (highest in the Catskills), followed by a long stroll...

Made the quarterly trek to the car dealership. Had the oil changed and snow tires put on. “Oh, and your link assembly is broken along the back axle, in two places. It won’t pass...