Reflections
driving the tractor, pulling fence posts, hauling cedar, making dinner. sometimes life takes strange paths. I never imagined this. I’m a country girl……….. with patent leather heels, an extreme sensitivity to the beauty of melancholy music and poetry, an affinity for fairy tales and Europe, and a scholarly mind. but here I am plunging through [...]
“I felt it first when I was younger… a strange connection to the light. I tried to satisfy the hunger; I never got it right. So I climbed a mountain and built an altar… looked out as far as I could see. And everyday I’m getting older. I’m running out of dreams. (I’m running out [...]
Ivy clings to the sober walls like a restless sleeper clutching at the sheets. Its stretching tendrils are not the green of hopeful growth or the green of eager eyes, but the green of long-forgotten memories just barely alive in the crumbling loam. I sit in the dark, unmoving, and there’s nothing to see, but [...]
I took a week off from real life. I wandered up and down the bank of the Frio River like a wanderer come home, stepping on the same ground I visit every year. I remembered a game I made up when I was very young: trying to walk as far as possible without touching anything [...]
So it’s over. There will be no more sitting on dirty carpet waiting to speak after the 4th person on the list. No more spending all day in suits-of-many-layers and stiff black shoes. No more rushing back to the common room to grab a forgotten apologetics box. No more using the convenient phrase, “Um, I [...]
