Water flows around the rocks it cannot move… Part five of my S&R Tokyo Series They moved and talked the way old Japanese ladies often do, a bit hunched over but with […]
Autumn lends itself to metaphors of change because it plays itself out so brilliantly. Here in northwestern Pennsylvania, for instance, the hillsides boil with color. The change metaphor seems so common for […]
She puttered around the house until well after midnight last night, washing one more glass, folding one more t-shirt. Later, she found another to fold. She also found, like an afterthought, a […]
“The radio makes hideous sounds.” Who said it?
by Terry Hargrove I don’t regret any of the formal education I’ve received over the years. It’s unlikely I ever would have invented an alphabet on my own, and math has come […]