One project I’ve been working on for awhile is a memoir put together as poetry vignettes. Most of us are not famous, but we all have a story to tell. Each of our lives is a different tale in the myriad stories of the lives lived by each and every individual from the beginning of the world’s […]
Read MorePrairie Fire on the Llano The summer of drought brought the summer of prairie fires. Onestretched to sixty-three miles of flaming yellow-red teeth consuming dry grass, leaving scraggly black fingers of mesquite, advancing smoke billowing from a distance like God stirring floor sweepings with a giant prairie broom Jake clears a firebreak with the […]
Read MoreThe Regular He started eating breakfast at the Taosuenoafter Abuelito died in her late eighties.Wanda can set her wristwatch by him:6:45 A.M. and he needs no menu. She dries her handson her gingham apron and pours a cup of black coffee in his mug, she keeps it stashed behind the counter: A tourist cup tattooed […]
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