Category: <span>Thoughts</span>

It’s March-April-May-June, a tunnel of months in which a season rotates once then twice, and if I ignore the dictated terms of the calendar, other things alert me time has…

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I’m so honored to feature guest writer Lydia Edler with this post. Isak Dinesen said, “I start with a tingle, a kind of feeling of the story I will write.…

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The baseball flew through the air before a pumpkin. Next, a ball of a gazillion rubber bands banged the classroom door. These projectiles were treated as normal by the 23…

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It’s just a field—unwatered but mowed—running ragged into September through August’s scorch. The field mocks the green, manicured lawns bordering it that have been tended by migrant workers on hands…

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It’s the third day of school, and my ten-year-old daughter is in tears. She missed the school bus despite being ready and waiting. She had appeared in the kitchen an…

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My mantra is two words on a fading yellow notecard.  Truth: I’ve lost the card.  Or, Truth: I’ve lost the motivation to go look for the card. I’m pretty sure…

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