I don’t suppose, in such a time, that the phrase, “there’s a light” brings to mind a song from the classic movie, “The Rocky Horror Picture Show.”
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Thank You Very Much, But I’ve Had Enough Fear
There are three predictable stages the body uses to respond to stressors, called the general adaption syndrome.
Old Scars, New Wounds: Entropy
I recently had an essay published at Entropy Magazine online. Here’s the introduction:
Feminine Rising: Voices of Power and Invisibility
Feminine Rising celebrates women’s differences while embracing the source of their sameness–the unique experience of womanhood.
Mountains Piled Upon Mountains
Mountains Piled upon Mountains features nearly fifty writers from across Appalachia sharing their place-based fiction, literary nonfiction, and poetry.
Indian Summer (a poem)
To the casual driver passing through,the hills might still look green.But I see yellow in the poplar,brown in the sumac,tinges of rust around the oak.The chestnut and ash are absent. There used to be music,but the summer songbirdshave all gone.The cacophony now ofcricket chirps and katydid trills,the fluttering wings ofdragon and horse fly. Calendars claim…