redux: “I have always taken the compass as a thing to be held.”

• March 27, 2019 • Leave a Comment

Ethel Wilson on Sunday Morning

• November 30, 2018 • 8 Comments

“Is the heart still light?” (from a work-in-progress)

• November 6, 2018 • 4 Comments

“And all the lives we ever lived”

• October 26, 2018 • 4 Comments

yesterday

• October 12, 2018 • Leave a Comment

night writing

• July 28, 2018 • 5 Comments

“I pressed a pencil hard by the Deadman River”

• April 28, 2018 • 2 Comments