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I go to Women’s Singing Night except tonight it is different. The old timers aren’t there on purpose, having given Noelle, Quinn, and myself – the three young apprentices, one could say – tall [...]

I find it both ironic and eerie that in the middle of Democracy Now’s evening report on the one-year anniversary of Hurricane Katrina, the news broadcast was interrupted for an emergency [...]

Mountain ranges have a way of hooking onto the early edge of the next season, then holding on while the rest of the world adheres to calendar-bound designations. Here in the Black Mountains, it’s [...]

Sometimes when I cannot find the time to climb the Black Mountains, I watch the sky darken around their edges as daylight fades from my porch view. I dissect the range by memory, pulling on [...]

Vic and I go to Down ‘N’ Dirty Poetry Night in BigCity, NC, hosted by our two friends – Kam the butch and Becki the femme (both self-described and damn proud of it). We see each other [...]

My parents and I drive to BigCity, NC to see Lyle Lovett and His Large Band at the fancy auditorium for a pretty penny. It is our family night on the town as a toast for a good school year for [...]

My advisor keeps telling my I need to relax. He says I’m disciplined and doing a good job and all that stuff, too, but mostly, that I need to relax. And of course, that I need to tighten my [...]

The irony is that in the morning Riley is the one studying Heidegger and I am the one offering him tea. Except it’s not that breakfast-nook-sun-shining-in-the-window sort of morning. It’s not a [...]

It’s completely unexpected but I am up way to late, ignoring my homework with my head in Riley’s lap and his smell all over my house. I can’t explain it except that in my mind all I can think is [...]

Vic and I go see Catherine McCall read from her memoir, Lifeguarding, at Malaprop’s in BigCity, NC. I have not read the book but recognize the author as soon as we walk in and make a b-line [...]