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Here is Cam’s two cents on line breaks: “Line breaks are like in music/how slow or fast you play a song. Thinkabout I shall be released, a slow, slow song, but then some punkrockers [...]

The day is long and bright and warmer than a dream of spring. I watch the sun move across the sky from seven in the morning until dusk, perched at my desk reading and writing. There are pages [...]

If this were a poem, where would YOU put the line breaks? I wake to creamsicle dawn melting over the ridgeline of the Black Mountains, sugar foam pours down carved drainages into the cup of the [...]

Parker arrives all shits and giggles. “The doctor is home, baby,” he shouts. I poke my head around the corner and he is not two feet in the door, uniform pants around his ankles. He’s just [...]

It’s ironic, really, but that’s life. I think I can lay convergence to rest. I think I can smart my way through familiar patterns and ways, like darning an old quilt. The ex writes and says he’s [...]

On the way back from BigCity, NC Noelle and I stop at the 24 Hour House of Prayer. I have been driving by it for four years and never noticed it. The humble, brown siding blended into the [...]

My advisor says I’ve got to frame my stories if I want to have any say about how my readers make meaning of them. There’s a difference between framing and an info dump, framing and [...]

Something gives way. I can feel it beneath my ribcage in the place where breath is born. I can feel it behind my eyes in the place where imagination swells. I can feel it at the corners of my [...]

On the bridge to TerabithiaI thought I might jump-fall forever into the abysmal mireof my own sweat and bloodtrade yours for mine,‘till the end of time.I thought I might spin-cradle the myth and [...]

The day begins like pulling teeth; dreadful, obligatory, and wanting of pain killers. I coach myself through the steps, remembering: transformation never moves in a straight line. The body and [...]