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such delightful isolation surrounding  as my mind opens up  like a gentle stab velvet car crash chewing on knives  and I’m speechless...

Where was he going All that time, Plunging deeper Toward dark water Minutes from the light? He must have known his chances, Hazards of...

The highest activity a human being      can attain is learning for understanding,           because to understand is to be free.    ...

Historian’s Note :   The following excerpts are from the journal of the nun Floriana de Olmedo as found within the library of St....

Nobody batted an eye while the man with the carrion-crow mask handed the little girl flowers of violet. Not even the young farmhand, who...

Dear Katz, It’s been a month and a half, and I’ve been trying to find a way to tell you how I’m feeling and what I’ve finally decided...

Lined up like make-believe guests, potted ferns Adorned the entry, their cool shadows dim Switching the parlor—life’s last living room—...

With enough years of practice, I easily store six days  of outfits in a single backpack pocket Crumpled five dollar bills tucked in...

My Sufi guide and I are meeting on Zoom. She welcomes me with a home-run smile and a “Hi” laced with joy. “Read me one of your poems,”...

Letter from Wolfgang Jakob Welsch to his friend Julius Hofmann, 1627. Translated from the original German by Dr. Angela Windsor, 2009. My...

The breeze blew only so softly, the dandelions merely teasing their release. The entire field waved with the gentle wind. Massive stones...

I sit in the middle of the wild  to watch the last of my wilderness  build a shed, take shelter,  carve a canoe from my bones. Here the...

Rising from the murky depths of an unconscious soul or a conscious id; whether Freudian, Jungian or surrealian, "nightmares" is too soft...

September rains christened the old cemetery with a bleakness that blackened the gravestones tumbled among the trees grown up in neglect....

October 15, 2043 I’ve been accepted! By train and boat we journey to join the other initiates. We’re allowed three final phone calls –...

an unfinished feeling, he prays to something beautiful that doesn’t have a name. he tells god he must learn to be five again, when time...

The most memorable are the finals, my father on a morphine drip, burying my first dog, Sporty. According to Oxford, "goodbye" is...

I wish I had warned someone about Uncle Pumpkin. Maybe I could have stopped him. Maybe I could have saved those poor kids. But until...

Now that I have tucked you —cracked and broken, body soft— into the damp dark earth in May, the rain loosening the soil and bringing up...

Let me lie fallow beside the old patch of earth, weedless now and forgotten, ignored because it has no more to give. Let me rest upon its...