1. Stepped out on the porch, and into Orion’s belt, long before dawn. I was on my way to do chores, only I ran into these stars, my nose burning,…
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DAY OF THE DEAD I watch the earth boil and break bright green pushing up row upon row, an army risen to stand at attention until its cut. Wheat shoots…
The hoar frost drifted off the trees this day, this rest day I had worked hard to earn by reading student work on the computer pretty much from afternoon through…