Meditations

My Kinda Different

I reach and sweep leaves of gold and amber and green all around and on top of me. I pile...

The Roads That Make Us

I’m driving a flat, well-maintained straight line of solitude through miles of Indiana cornfields. State Route 101 invites me to...

High School Reunion

There are gold and brown streamers hanging from the awning. There’s a sign on the restaurant door that reads “THS...

The Deer

I stand atop the dune in the darkness of the too-early dawn. A fear as deep as time tells me...

Outstanding 8th Grade Boy

“Shawn!” someone shouted in a whisper. I looked up from the wood block I was sanding and saw Andy and...

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