Sherod Santos and Jean-Louis Chrétien on Redeeming the Unredeemable
“Her face appeared, puffed and up– Ended through a shock of curls, and smiled, Who knows, to forgive us all, men and boys, fathers And sons, all…
Frost on December 31st
As I walked to my car on December 31st in the darkened hours of day’s beginning, I noticed frost beginning to gather on my windshield— it’s creeping…
Approaching the Estuary
At dawn he enters the estuary. Day, night married in the golden ripples, like soft purple robes. While waves gently lap the sides of his skiff he…