“….And Other Such Adventures”

Summer in East Texas.

Summer in East Texas. The cacophony of locusts suspended in thick, hot air. Facebook reminds me that it’s been a year since I boarded the ferry leaving Juneau. Jeep, dogs and motorcycle in tow. A refugee from my life. My sister, thank God for her. The strength I did not have to make the journey. Three thousand, five hundred miles, she recalls, of mourning as she’s never heard before. I was lost. East Texas was not for me. Too flat, too far from the ocean. Too small, too big. Too,... Read The Rest →