Category Archives: scapes

close to

One sultry evening we were standing ankle deep at river’s edge, one thin layer of cotton wafting on your skin beside me: my hesitation formed thunderheads drenched my skin drove me to shelter. But one afternoon bundled in layers against … Continue reading

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Those crows

Those crows are back hurling iron curses at the high north winds calling snow clouds from the topmost tattered tops of the withering dusky trees

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fluid

I waddle in hip waders in the sun in the water clear bright sun on the sandy bottom vivid fresh, alive, startling liquid light darts everywhere tagging minnows Stretching dark cable from heavy overhanging limb to brace post against pull … Continue reading

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