waves Unpredictable and endless, steady and rolling: so are the waves, in crests and swells, and often, storm. The rudderless many fight the tides, searching for beacons among juts and jags and these aimless vessels, I know them well I know the swims of struggle but a current has pushed me from an ocean too … Continue reading waves
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It was 18 years ago that I first learned about Damien Echols, Jason Baldwin, and Jessie Misskelley. They were three Arkansas boys then, the same age as I was, from a place that didn't make a lot of sense to me. They weren't so very foreign to me, though. They looked like my friends. I … Continue reading WM3
Common Ground: A Sunday Hike and a Structure Under Fire
Kennedy Park in Lenox, Mass. is, in effect, my new backyard. I've explored several of its trails in the last year in all seasons, trudging through snow to the lookout gazebo in the winter, exploring the Cold Spring Trail in the spring, and meandering down any given path in the summer and fall. Still, the … Continue reading Common Ground: A Sunday Hike and a Structure Under Fire
Thanks for Stopping By, Wilco.
Reaching for the microphone at the Solid Sound Festival on Saturday night, the band Wilco’s increasingly iconic frontman Jeff Tweedy only had two words for the audience. “Such devotion,” he said, to a rise of cheers and hollers from fans. Indeed, more than 6,100 festival goers converged at the Massachusetts Museum of Contemporary … Continue reading Thanks for Stopping By, Wilco.
Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For.
As a thirty-something woman, I've come to appreciate several things I either took for granted or simply hated in my younger years. I don't dislike my crooked nose nearly as much as I used to, for instance. I know my vices and can sometimes even avoid them. I know what I'm good at professionally, I … Continue reading Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For.
