The leash suddenly went taut as Louis spotted the dead squirrel and took it in his mouth.
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The leash suddenly went taut as Louis spotted the dead squirrel and took it in his mouth.
I think the world must have stopped hurtling recklessly through space.
She wandered the pathway into a clearing, startled wide awake by a tangle of brightness — lilies, zinnias, and daisies.
I haven’t written a single poem in months.
I want to age like this river. Let the clay that surrounds me erode without judgement. Become so beautiful that no one will feel a need to ask about my origins.
Not far from Edgcumbe Road, where pines offer their shade and scent, I meet a craggy snowbank that a homeowner failed to shovel early, when it was soft and new.
I have been watching them for years. They are so familiar to me, yet I know nothing about them. Not where they live, not even their names. Today I see them and I wonder what brought them to this point in their lives together.
Ah, I thought, graduation in the stadium. I smiled, remembering when my daughters graduated from Humphrey Middle School. I soon discovered I was wrong.
An eerie whirring rises from the lake, drawing us closer. Woolly tuques pulled low over our foreheads, my husband and I shuffle down the snow-covered path toward the shore.