Movement is for the Living

I could wake up tomorrow, walk into my front yard and be attacked by a rabid bobcat.

Fiction Pick: ‘Cincinnati Does Not Exist’

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.

Bramble in My Pasture

With chainsaw, rake and machete, I set out to butcher the bramble.

Fiction Pick: ‘Everything is happening at once’

America, the vast and simultaneous.

Fiction Pick: ‘Flower, beast or Hitler’

At that point in my life, there was a lot of — how should I put this — fumbling around in the dark.

Fiction Pick: ‘A Few Examples of Apathy and Randomness in Our Universe’

Strive to become the pirate.

The Here and Now Isn’t the Only Thing That Will Ever Be

A reflection on the incomprehensible.

Fiction Pick: ‘Just Look at How Everything Is”

‘Live your life like a clear, blue sky — easy and open.’

Fiction Pick: ‘A world so brilliantly green’

‘That was probably the hardest thing for me: to watch him fade away right before our eyes, and knowing that no matter what we did, we couldn’t bring back our baby boy.’

Fiction Pick: ‘Tragedy at the Urban Pigsty’

‘Ugly descents such as this happen every single day in this Great Country. We regularly watch good people fall victim to their vices, so theoretically you already know how the story goes.’