Arts

Prairie Aubade

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[separator type=”space”] Fossil-pocked limestones scrimshaw the top soil and dare a rasp to hone its plow. Burnished switchgrass transfigures green when last years’ dregs…

Lunch at Loch Raven

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[separator type=”space”] …The life I learned from yours (I think) fit no easy parameters, bore no titles, fiddled with truths, and turned the land…

San Francisco

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[separator type=”space”] All the way west, where Isadora Duncan was born and saw her family ruined in finance, to which her response was drop…