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[For yesterday] The rain brings with it a reprieve from the raking. Parker is with me on the drive home late at night, after a full shift, after women’s singing night, after, after, after. The [...]

I rake. I rake to Alexi Murdoch “underneath and orange sky.” I rake to Sun Volt and “let the wind take [my] troubles away.” I rake to Beth Orton where, “this isn’t a joke.” I rake until the cows [...]

I try to put a cap on things. To shake down all the shaking up and figure out what it is that’s tossing me to and fro for the past few weeks. Story. It is story. I tell myself a story as I’m [...]

By 6p.m. I want to be drunk. I have been raking leaves for over three hours. If you count yesterday’s raking, that’s about six hours total and I kid you not – I am not even one third of the way [...]

Today I spent some time raking leaves up on the property to fulfill barter hours for housing. The leaves moved easily, like tissue paper, and crackled against one another with each stroke of the [...]

Parker and I have seen each other three times since holding Freddie’s quaking body in our hands in the middle of the road. Once, I saw him at his workplace, though it was very brief. I managed to [...]

You know you live near a small town when you walk into the polling room and you know more people in there than you don’t. Furthermore, you know you live near a small town when “the mountain [...]

Persona poem experiment.Sensory detail, sensory deprivation.100+ words.Ready, set, go! THE BLIND MAN He lived by hands,their calluses or chapped knuckles,a tender hangnail, lifelines,the number [...]

There are twelve of us signed up for the weekend retreat, including the instructor, who has traveled from Boulder, Colorado to provide instruction in the Sadhana of Mahamudra. This sadhana, or [...]

The question of sanity arises in the face of too many things to do. I have ten poems to edit for Cam. [Can I put this off ‘till next week? Yes, he says, of course.] An essay to edit for myself to [...]