Crossing Lanes
Roads led to roads that laced over one another without ever connecting their lanes of traffic. On the sidewalk, the...
Roads led to roads that laced over one another without ever connecting their lanes of traffic. On the sidewalk, the...
The American landscape, in true Christian fashion, is kept closely cropped, uniform in appearance. Grass grown long and brown is...
The early morning sun cast dramatic shadows around everything on the tarmac. The rough landscape was made flat in its...
What used to be a Burger King, the thing behind the rows of weeds ripping through the parking lot. It...
My skin bare to the sensations of the generations-old carpet, my toes pointed to a way out, a vent for...
The car broke down for the last time. So, I walked the way I had driven so many times, but...
At the side of the driveway, its round waxy leaves provide a low border between pavement and the rough bark...
I used to believe in dirt. I thought that the ground was literally just ground down rocks mixed up with...
It's January 6, and I still haven't touched a snow shovel. The temperatures linger just above freezing, cold but wet,...