If not Italy or Holland, then where are we headed?
Every time something major is poised to happen in my life, my wife, Caitlin, and I split for the coast. This is a deliberate action.
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Jo never thought of himself as a river guy, per se, yet one morning he awoke in a canoe, floating down a body of water that clearly was a river.
With chainsaw, rake and machete, I set out to butcher the bramble.
Arturo was nearly an old caver and dreaded becoming like the men who would drink rum and share their own legends throughout the night.
Andy Moon’s two most recent works of short fiction: “The Genius” and “The Dungeon.”
There’s no telling how these things will play out, what his life will hold for him, because right now he’s just an idea, a bump in Caitlin’s stomach.
America, the vast and simultaneous.
I grew up believing the world was a nurturing place. September 11 obliterated that worldview.