Photograph of My Grandparents

Photograph of My Grandparents

Made in black and white Frayed upon the edges Free of wrinkles despite that they were not then My father’s parents looked so in love at a time in the 1930s When this was unheard of a native man and Swedish girl Met at a table of cards He was dark and handsome With...
Walks with the Chowhound

Walks with the Chowhound

Selby is a chowhound. an inveterate, unrelenting, willfully indiscriminate gastronome of Saint Paul street food. Naturally he is named after the street where he lives, Selby Avenue, and naturally, when I come to dog sit him, we commence our journeys from that haunt of...
Empty Promise

Empty Promise

The world is filled with empty promises. it’s like when you tell a person you love them, and they say it back, but after that y’all never speak again. Sometimes I wake up, trying to understand, “is love really real, or is it just a fairy tale that everybody wants?”...