Poetry

Last Night on the Island

This time I wake alone on that darkened shore The fire caved in on itself. I can still hear the ashes gurgling.  Earlier, the heat…

Fiction

Favor

I ran as burning sticks, rocks, and dust rained from the sky. I ran ducking, lighting as smoke riddled with burning flesh plunged down my…

Book Reviews / First Friday Series / Nonfiction

Ghosts on the Living Land

Passing Through a Prairie Country Dennis E. Staples Counterpoint Press One of the most persistent tropes in horror is that of the “Indian burial ground”…

Photography

Saginaw Bay

  These photographs were taken in the summer of 2013 on a camping trip in Bay County, Michigan. The shoreside wildlife was abundant, from the…

Book Reviews / First Friday Series / Nonfiction

Ghosts on the Living Land

Passing Through a Prairie Country Dennis E. Staples Counterpoint Press One of the most persistent tropes in horror is that of the “Indian burial ground”…

Narrative Map Project / Nonfiction

The Niagara River Gorge: A Church Full of Joy

In many ways, the section of the Niagara River that races, swirls, and squeezes through the deep Niagara Gorge beyond the Falls behaves like a…