Things to Not Say When Someone’s Horse Dies.
I've been tinkering with this essay since my Grandfather Horse died five years ago, but it would have been ungrateful...
Part Two: Now I'm Afraid
[Part One: My Horse Betrayed Me.] Something bad happened. The details don't need to be repeated for me to understand. It...
Photo Challenge: Unusual
It's not unusual to feel still air rush over your cheeks and past your ears. It's you moving forward in...
Part One: My Horse Betrayed Me.
I hear lots of horror stories in my line of work. "My horse just started bucking, for no good reason." "He...
Photo Challenge: Collage
How many times did I ask on a breath and a thought that you consider the moment? Consider joining me...
Photo Challenge: Bridge
The frail filament strands that suspend us in parallel travel are intricately woven back onto themselves, situated so cleverly...
Running in Circles
I was asked to write about lunging and I assume this means with no swear words. I don't know why...
Photo Challenge: Delta
Walking the washout, high desert ground between pond silt and prairie pasture, I know to look for crushed cans, bits...
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