Before you give up on Whitefish as it skips and morphs into some unrecognizable tourist town filled with second homes, flashy cars and Canadian merrymakers stop by Casey’s the next time the Whitefish Review has another issue release party. Listen to the authors, the poets and know that there is some there there. Text yourselfContinue reading “Before you go.”
How many times have I been here, right along with you. My thoughts twisted into injustices and corruption, real and imagined, slights festering inside the incessant blabber of consciousness. Oh! how do we recover? yet we do. After the fear comes silence, breath returns. Look far, look to the horizon, past that impenetrable forest, pastContinue reading “Yet we do”
Time is intense.