Travelblog: Mister Has a Dark Night of the Soul.

Dogs. We rescue them, buy them, inherit them. They are irrepressible puppies, midlife couch-partners or milky-eyed elders with wonky ears. They come from puppy mills, rescues, or impeccable breeders. No matter, once the dog is ours, they immediately become the smartest dog, the cutest dog, the most loyal dog. Every single one of them is … Read more

Poetry Out Loud: Loss

    By request. Thanks, everyone. Loss The sun leaves just the sky behind, a watery arch over the prairie, and my feet cling to the ground unwilling to let loose of this day for its beauty and possibility and loss. There is always loss. In the moment of light remaining just a pause to … Read more