The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. Ellen and I counted 13 muskrats as we walked around Lake Bennett that late February mild...

Becca stood by the edge of the bridge, the oppressive heat of the day finally giving in to a light breeze that chilled her bare arms. The...

Had it not been for Covid-19 forcing everyone inside, I’m not sure my plan would have worked but looking back, I'm glad I acted on that...

Herculaneum, 79 AD (Back in the 1980s, over three hundred carbonized skeletal remains were discovered submerged along the coastline of...

Using Granny’s ancient knife -- the handle worn thin and the blade sharp as a razor -- I sliced big ruby tomatoes. Drops of red juice and...

“This is my favorite part of the drive,” said Alberto. We were cruising over the 18-mile span of the Atchafalaya Basin Bridge, en route...

On a cold weekday morning in late winter, I meditated imperfectly leading to a wondrous moment of play, the effects of which nestled down...

Stewart came from a town where the water was abundant but never clean. Lillian came from a town where there wasn’t enough water to keep...

1. Vin stood in front of the bathroom mirror studying the lump protruding from his left shoulder. Pinching it between his thumb and index...

There was something about the house at the corner of Humboldt and Spruce that gripped the imagination and drew the eye to it. It wasn't...

Must be birdsong or the slightest nudge of breeze kissing your naked ankles and then the soft folds of your eyelids deep inside a dream...

It was an ambush! John Ware and his South Carolina militia men had successfully defeated the well-armed redcoats at the bridge. But...

I calibrate three times a day. I recalibrate constantly. In the time before continuous glucose monitors, I assaulted my finger a dozen...

"I will not eat a single hazelnut, unless you are by my side…" - a Black Sea folk song Akçay and his wife Semra lived in the province of...

Memory is a strange thing. When I was 5 years old, I had surgery on the muscles behind my eyes. All I remember from the day before the...

Mellow, easygoing, that’s how Jamie’s friends and family described him. Some tied it to his frequent pot smoking. Others linked it to his...

It is a mild winter day in Buenos Aires, August of 1990, and my uncle Cacho, dark eyes convivial, is introducing me to an old friend in...

Once a proud and majestic feline, I now spend most of my days curling up in the corner of a bombed-out building, trying to avoid the...

If the Lagina brothers would visit me in the dream world, I could show them right where to dig on Oak Island because I’ve discovered that...

(Writers note: "Inspired by a reputed affair between Herman Melville and Sarah Morewood in 1850’s Massachusetts as he was writing Moby...