After the Blizzard by Trudy Hale We had warning. A dangerous blizzard sweeps across the eastern United States. Be prepared. The young man stacks firewood on my porch and in the […]

Ho Ho Streetlight by Trudy Hale The season of Christmas swoops in, ahead of me and my best intentions. I’ll never be a person who has all the family and friends crossed off the l […]

With a Little Help From My Friends by Trudy Hale In the pre-dawn morning, thirty-six hours before my daughter’s wedding, she enters my bedroom. Her flashlight beam wakes me. Good heavens. Half awake, […]

The Wedding Dress by Trudy Hale Weddings create their own weather. I had no idea. I did not have a big wedding myself. It was spontaneous and the only white article of clothing I had […]

To See the Universe in Cinderblock by Alex Joyner With all due respect, Mr. William Carlos Williams, it’s not the red wheelbarrow on which so much depends. It’s the cinder block car was […]

On Writing A Condolence Letter by Trudy Hale I find it hard to write a condolence letter, not a note, but a letter. And three condolence letters wait for me. They sit like black crows on a fence, […]

Ars Poetica by Trudy Hale The forsythia outside my window has given up the brilliant citrus yellow and is fading back to the sticky green leaves. I am trying to hold a dull […]

Father's Day in Bujumbura by Alex Joyner She said she knew that it was Father’s Day in the U.S. and she began to tell me a story from the back seat as we bounced down rough dirt roads on t […]

Wild Fires by Trudy Hale Tuesday, Januay 7th. My son Charlie called. He was breathless. He had barely escaped the Palisades. The sky had been clear, he said when he took […]

On the Edge by Trudy Hale When have you been convinced to change your mind? How did it happen? By negotiation? By beauty? By lament? By shock or threat? By what? The […]

The (Very Uncomfortable) Art of Letting Go: When Movers Lose All Your Furniture by Katie Wilkes “Your new life is gonna cost you your old one.” —Margot Berman I forget if it was around the time of a full moon or another supercharged energy p […]

Once Upon A Memoir by Trudy Hale I am in an abusive relationship again. This morning was the first time it occurred to me to label it as such. Not a lover or husband, or friend, but […]

A Leg in the Darkness by Alex Joyner When the leg appeared out of the darkness, flung over the gate of the neighboring corral, I was howling along with Emmylou Harris. “Beneath Still W […]

Thoughts About the Universe These Mornings by Laura Marello Everything is connected. Most of what the universe energy is, creation/destruction energy, we don’t understand. We underestimate the […]

A Winter's Tale by Trudy Hale 4:30 a.m. A barely audible humming wakes me from a deep sleep. It’s a faint yet unfamiliar sound. I am used to the quiet, to the ordinary sounds, so t […]

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Call of the Wild by Trudy Hale I wanted to write about hunting season here in the rural countryside, the howling packs of dogs, the men and women who sit in muddy trucks on the side […]

One August Afternoon by Trudy Hale I am waiting at the Chicken Co-op, pronounced ‘coop,’ inside the Exxon gas station and convenience store in Lovingston, Virginia. A couple of blo […]

A Bridge to Somewhere by Alex Joyner Something there is that doesn’t love a bridge. At least on Virginia’s Eastern Shore. Oh, when I lived there, we were proud of the engineering mar […]

The Pleasure of Ruins by Trudy Hale Not too long ago, I was walking my black lab down Norwood Road when an acquaintance stopped his truck to chat. He said he was concerned about my […]