Paddle.

I read the news while I should be writing. As in social media and NYT’s and texts from friends. It’s how I find out a poet who I don’t know, that’s how I find out Anya Silver died. As I find out she died, I read a poem of hers. And I love it. And […]

Julio

Julio By Nancy Schatz Alton I am pressing the blankets of our days into the box of dirt. I am watching you shovel the dirt onto the Cash & Carry box. What did I carry into the house with this box? Olive oil, ground coffee, baggies, 2000 baggies. You carry the box out with precious […]

Julio + Tangent

Every day brings something new. Today my older dog is not feeling so hot. He’s at the tip of my thoughts even as I’m trying to let my thoughts be. There is no getting around growing old. There is no protecting myself or my family from loss. There is only now: Julio tucked in a […]