The Change
...hung down like butterfly wings, though sometimes the color of luna moths, or Carolina parakeets, when just an hour ago they had been laid upon the old wooden...
Sweep
The two Garnett brothers who run the Shell station here, who are working separately just now, one hunched under the rear axle of Skippy Smith's Peterbilt tractor, the other humming...
Jackson, Mississippi images
Jackson, Mississippi: Speeding Car, Farish Street Just a few blocks west of the State Capitol is Farish Street, at the heart of what was once Jackson's main African American business...
Lyrics to Pretty Saro
...And I wouldn't have no better pastimes than to be with my sweet. Well I wish I was a turtle dove, had wings and could fly Just now to my...
Excerpt from Saints at the River
...rises higher on her knees. Four more steps, she tells herself. Just four more and I'll turn back. She takes another step and the bottom she tries to set her...
Fall Creek
...old wives' tale, water’s pulse pulsing what seed might be sown, or just her need to let go the world awhile, let the creek wash away every burden her life...
Stones and Shadows
...you like to live in New York City?" I search for ways to interrupt, to shut him up. But when I look left, he has become just a voice in...
The Boatloads
Dante had not thought death had undone so many. He had not been paying attention. Just look at the front page every morning, its solid column of names. It looks...
California Creek, North Carolina
...through will help. I want people to be transformed. The earth needs transformation. I want people passing through here to feel a little twinge, and say, 'Something's different. I just...
Letter: Blues
...And Washington, and you, Love — states away. The clouds are flat. The sky is going grey. I'm fiddling with the juice jug, honey pot, White chrysanthemums that I just...