It Is, It’s Not

It Is, It’s Not

It’s still a ways away. It’s going to go away, you know. It’s still there. It is, or it isn’t. It’s in the mail. It’s in the console. It’s the perfect fit. It’s me versus you. It’s something we can all look back to. It’s forward looking. It’s around here somewhere....
Home in the Borderland

Home in the Borderland

The border is never real. Imagined, invented, imposed,hardening space at the current confluence of cultures,away from the poles and centers, hinterlands holdingtheir own, identities carved out of contrast, distinctfrom the distant metropoles of power where fears...
Down in the Valley

Down in the Valley

Willie swung his hammer and missed, smacking his thumb. He mashed his lips together, trying not to swear. He considered the monastery on the hill, and the serenity of the valley where he knelt on top of a storage shed. Even the songs of the cardinals and chickadees,...
Points of Departure

Points of Departure

In my work, I ruminate quite a bit on the concept of change. The way words change, for instance, depending on context. The way land changes, depending on natural disasters, weather, and human impact. I’ve observed that the experience of a place or time can change,...