Lone coyote whispers through the shallow grasses that bind the ridge above to the creek below. The moon throws off the last of its refractions from the deep end of the indigo sky. This morning he is lost in the abundant daily question of life or death? He has no executive function impeding his drive […]
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The old voice summons in a chorus of redwings. I walk out beyond the bulwark where I am known not by names but by substance. There is a spirit in the world that is causing me to see my darker iniquities. A better prayer would often be Dear Lord, forgive me for what I once […]
James Scott Smith 