If you really saw me
I didn't recover. I moved. The season changed and I was still there when it did, which is the whole game. I'm still here. Still writing. That's the proof.
Frances S Wren
The Bees
Someone has to stay in the room with the things that are disappearing. I didn't apply for this. But I'm not sure I'd choose differently.
I am American.
Rural America made me. The American Dream took me in. At 250, I am still asking what 'making it' was supposed to mean.
The Recruiting Booth VS The Country Club
My husband was 19 when he ran missions out of the back of a helicopter. We trusted a 19-year-old to know when to hold, when to fire, and to come home and act like he hadn't. I'm holding the bullet and thinking about who we send.
Notes to no one
I write things and put them somewhere and then wonder if that somewhere is actually nowhere. Not in a desperate way. Just the way you say something true at a dinner table and the conversation moves on. Notes to no one, Sent anyway.
Life's Tiny Bets
The cat runs the numbers on everything it can see. It has no way to account for the variable that isn't looking back. Most of us are the cat. Running the gaps. Trusting our read. What I keep thinking about is the car that swings left.