Category: Columns

Dust by Joe Mills

As I sit at our piano, I notice the dust on it, and I’m surprised. In a story, if there is a “dusty guitar” or a “dusty bottle,” it signifies that it hasn’t been touched for some time. That’s how the cliché works. Yet my wife and I […]

Grief by Tom Darin Liskey

The incense wafts in thick coils, creating ghost-like apparitions that drift in the penumbra of this makeshift tabernacle that once served as a barn in southeast Texas. From the window next to me, I catch the sudden flash of spreading peacock feathers. The bird is perched on a fence […]