In the sodden southern tail of Illinois, the Shawnee National Forest stands in shades of green and brown and gray. It was here that Kristi and I spent one weekend under a thunderous sky. It was very early on in a tumultuous relationship that would last three or more years, a relationship that changed me, and probably the both of us irrevocably.
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There are poems to be had on a letter carrier’s route. I have seen them and they are real, just ready to be plucked out of the air. My problem is that being a postman is incredibly difficult, physically and mentally. I have never had a job that forced me…
Leave a CommentSkyhorse Publishing in New York will publish my new book, Ferment: A Memoir of Mental Illness, Redemption, and Winemaking on the Mosel. It’s a book I’ve been working on for five years and it’s a life’s work, at least to this point.
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