Secrets

I search the concourse for the family, a family whose people were swept away by a river red with blood. Swept when a secret war

Continue Reading

Anthem

Gathering in St. Paul 40 years after Selma, the speakers’ arms pump and flail; the voices of the preacher and senator ring out and we step

Continue Reading

Still Life, St. Paul

On the coldest day of the year, a man stepped onto the 21 bus carrying a vase of lilies, shell pink, tall as a child in his arms. He

Continue Reading

Letter From United

Of course I heard voices in the night, saw visions, felt the presence of dying, that white, fringed place. Shallow breath, narrow

Continue Reading