Sep 11, 2018
On the Haunting Beauty of Roadside Crosses in New Mexico
The roadside cross is a jarring balance of the emotional poles, internal and external, surely an action by and for the remaining soul—not the one who has departed.
The roadside cross is a jarring balance of the emotional poles, internal and external, surely an action by and for the remaining soul—not the one who has departed.
For me, loss of faith was hollowing. Can you believe in miracles without believing in God?
Collecting and burning wood, I felt close to my family. It was something tangible, something that kept us warm.
The state bird of Alabama is the yellowhammer, and the state game bird is the turkey. One bird for beauty, and one to blow up.
“Being disabled my entire life, I have yet to experience the kind of loss that MM must feel. To me, disability is the norm.”
Meeting a fellow writer you admire in search of approval and permission.
“The feeling of being out on my own is worth all the fear I must fight to get there.”
“I’m still transfixed by the deep-fried stick of butter on a stick.”
Ferries are a salve against a society that prioritizes productivity above all else.
“What a menace, to live in bodies that are so frequently assumed to be corrupt.”
