Monday, October 7, 2013

Thanks, editors of Talking Writing

Happiness is having a poem in Talking Writing, a lovely, introspective journal. 

One of the highlights of living in Wisconsin was camping in the gorgeous state parks. It's a funny thing about camping, though—either it’s paradise or hell—owls, breezes, perfectly smoky-crisp chicken, or mosquitoes the size of hummingbirds and everything soaked.

The only time a child of mine broke a bone, we were in the northwoods, miles from nowhere.

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