I've never met her But I fell in love with her silhouette She is a mystery And the distance makes me Feel safe So I pursue her But only until the moment she reveals herself Then I run At night her contours communicate to me I create a story All my own About her And in my mind it becomes true And I am unendingly fussed With her just out of reach Right where I left us

Best telephone call in a long time... I called Keiser today to ask for clarification on the 72 hour window for Covid testing. The woman...

Beside me, outfitted in the latest wicking fabrics, a man on a treadmill goosenecks between televised sports. On one screen, color-coordinated athletes hurl themselves at one another. On another screen, a whistle is blown and everyone freezes—Presumably, someone has done something wrong and needs to be punished. Half of the colorful figures are upset, but the other half appear pleased. The sweaty man beside me is also pleased. His treadmill whizzes and whirrs and he whips his

Winged insects dance on the surface of the reservoir like popcorn kernels in a hot skillet. Schools of baby trout — likely displaced by...

The following question was posed during a recent conversation with a friend: “Are human beings innately cruel, and therefore need to be...

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