Moving Targets
Love twists itself into fear, into statistics, into things people can live with.
...moreLove twists itself into fear, into statistics, into things people can live with.
...moreLife’s inequities can be cruel, but in the end we are all part of our communities; suffering though we may be, we are not alone.
...moreRight now as I write this, smoke from fires in the southeastern Appalachian Mountains haze the morning. We’re under orange alert—the air quality bad enough that schoolchildren will stay indoors today. This morning the coastal flooding is up again thanks to the powerful tidal pulls of the recent supermoon. On my errand this morning, I […]
...moreColson Whitehead’s The Underground Railroad won the National Book Award on Wednesday night. In his acceptance speech he told us, “We’re happy in here; outside is the blasted hellhole wasteland of Trumpland. Be kind to everybody. Make art and fight the power.” Not only was this apt for the evening, but it also describes the […]
...more“I’m a shock absorber for tragedy,” I say, not really knowing what I mean. “Maybe I should just move to Hawaii. I hear that’s a happy place to live.”
...moreI’m constantly making up stories, and writing histories, even when I’m not putting them into songs.
...moreKeith Lee Morris discusses his latest book Traveler’s Rest, Lewis and Clark, and how writing a novel about dreams requires much more than sleep.
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