There Are No Lines In Nature

Did you think a pencil drew a horizontal where the sea became clouds? Or a scalpel cut the petals from their green backdrop? Or the perfect vertical of the sill was inked using a pot of shade and crow quills? And did you believe we can divide you/line/me, or past/cut/future? We are a volume […]

Sea Wasps

Using all the instruments, music and strategies of language, I tried…but lost interest in discovering anything about me or history, personal, local or global. This nine-year-old girl in a story I wrote surprised me when she was asked, “What’s the point of doing anything in life?” So that you could learn to do it better […]