I left my journal in front seat of the cattle truck I drove home two nights ago. Yesterday, whole day of rain and repairing little problems that amass and are found on the farm on days as such, by its end, it was forgotten and realized only after reaching home. […]
Posts
Journal Pages
TROUBLED THOUGHT
3AM, I’ve been up since one. I went to bed at eleven. Mind wouldn’t still, and so I’m up. Not a bad dream, just thoughts that won’t leave and I wrest with them now alone. I smoke a cigar, listen to the night, look out on lawn and street lamped road illumed […]
Short Story
RIVER’S WHISPER
He imagined Ozark ridge and valley, trail woven to their sides; ochre dust in plume to steps in change of earth in arrive of summer’s hot and dry; stain of the dust as powdered dye to shoes, socks, and pants’ cuff-low; sound of the wind at top of ridge, silence of the […]