Monthly Archives: October 2016

Dark Lights

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Rock Tumbler

Call me a faggot, and I’ll make an agate as I polish that word on my beaten shores. Call me a creep, I’ll hop in my jeep and climb right over your mountain’s ores. Ll├ímame spic, and I’ll move real … Continue reading

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Awe Gusts

The wind starts blowing. It comes slowly pulling the cold, northern air down with it. At first glance, it’s only a glimmer of green, a flickering light in the leaves, a cool relief, drying your shirt. You step out of … Continue reading

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Mountain Climbing

My wife flicked on the headlights and there, framed by the oblong, yellow glow as if it were on stage, was a book. It leaned propped against the trunk of a tree and seemed to stare directly at us. We … Continue reading

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The Geographic Problematic

It’s the geographic problematic: we’re emphatic we can’t stay static. It’s that tragic human magic, once we think it, got to have it. We’re the tool makers, the earth shapers; every advantage we’ve got to takers; constant innovation we’ve got … Continue reading

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Scenic Overlook

The trail right now is rocky and steep, rain and mud and banged up knees, humid in the sun, if dark, mosquitoes, but we’re not done, so up still we go. My hand is in yours, and yours is in … Continue reading

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