Non-Fiction

       The Platter   

       The Platter   

                                                                                            A surfeit of peppers – green, red, yellow — beg for purpose. I arrange […]

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                                                                                            A surfeit of peppers – green, red, yellow — beg for purpose. I arrange

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As we watch the clouds race over the mountain’s slow peak, your hand finds my back

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As we watch the clouds race over the mountain’s slow peak, your hand finds my back

                   Homecoming from Croppers, Landlords and their Women

                   Homecoming from Croppers, Landlords and their Women

                  Clyde got up before daylight, not because things were pressing but because he wasn’t

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                  Clyde got up before daylight, not because things were pressing but because he wasn’t