Archive for January, 2015

Ethan lay in the hotel bed, covers thrown back despite the cold Dakota air streaming through the window. He stared at the dark ceiling. I just don’t know how it could have happened, he thought. He walked to the window, stumbling over hunting gear strewn about after returning from the pheasant hunt in darkness. His […]


We fill up space as if it were a pie shell, with things whose opacity further obstructs our ability to see what is already there. (15) Gretel Ehrlich, The Solace of Open Spaces I. By two o’clock on a February afternoon, the sediment of the day sits on every surface in the house—coloring books on […]