Archive for ‘August, 2014’

photo of garden

Endings

I don’t know why, but the news of Gillian Bennett’s death by suicide sent me rummaging through my bookshelves in search of this Alden Nowlan poem from…

Commas and outtakes

I wrote a story once about an ancestor named Sam Burgess—at least I thought he was my ancestor. “Imagining Sam Burgess” was a process piece assigned as part…

Rosehips in August

The prickly rose hips blush ever deeper as autumn pushes hard against my sultry August mornings. It won’t be long before summer disintegrates & drifts down stream to the…