Don’t be Milton…

Published on the NRS Duct Tape Diaries, June 8, 2019. I glanced desperately from the clipboard in the ranger’s hand, back to my boat, then up to her expectant face. Did I have three oars with each boat? The feeling before I could muster an answer was the real-life equivalent of that dream where you... Continue Reading →

Desert Romantic

Why do I go back to the places I’ve been? To the places I have already mapped and frozen In the well-behaved memory of film? Why return when I can say 'yes' To 'Have you ever?' Because I know which trail ends on a cliff Where the swallows dive and beckon, And that after the deep-shade... Continue Reading →

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