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Grandmother’s Farmhouse
After she died,grandmother's farmhouse–without anyone's intending it–evolved into a shrine,a monument to our lost history. Untouched, year upon year,it dusted over,much like, every week,the oak table that anchored the kitchendusted over with flour on baking day–only everywhere now–thick on painted window… Continue reading
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Cat Food
The cats I've hadexcitedly huntmice, moths, flies and grasshoppers,and will–to varying extent–consume them. I have yet to see themhunt downcows, chickens, calves and fish of any kind.And given their responseto the approach of a trundling toddler,I can only imagine them… Continue reading