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Tag Archives: Aden Thomas
One day, by accident, we brush a river to the turquoise sea. It’s the wrong river, the wrong color, but the right name. We tell ourselves we should start over, but we keep the parchment anyway to guide us on … Continue reading
They want to know why here in Wyoming people kill themselves so often. Is it the cold weather? The wind? The access to guns? The terrible scream of isolation from a flock of single, aging men? It’s nothing more than … Continue reading
My sons, if there were a book of explanations it would read: twilight clings to every little thing. And from there it would tell the story, how the foundation of a man is never strong enough to seal the shadows. … Continue reading
These maps of us I carry in my head. Alone, I still trace all the old rivers twisting through the liquid night. They bring me floating back to the headwaters where we began, where we drank ourselves new. There were … Continue reading
The rule is clear: you let a sleeping dog lie, and that’s fine in principle as far as sleeping goes. It is the lying that remains; the questions go unanswered still: just how, or where, or when, or where again? … Continue reading
he perceived the world unpredictably: it now quaked with meaning. The qualities of words queried his perceptions. On any perfectly random afternoon he felt his pulse quicken. He found a sudden, subtle pleasure in the pace of a woman’s voice, … Continue reading