Tag: crossing

• Bridging. by Julie Corredato

  My debut nightmare remains vivid in my mind, and not because I possess a stellar capacity for memorable dissolution, but that it has occurred in a thousand different forms since the pilot episode in 1982, when I was 8 years old. I was walking across the wooden bridge near my childhood home, and the railings…

  April 20, 2017

  Celebrating Marbles

  bridges, crossing, dreams, fears, gravity, sleep, subconscious, unconscious, unknown

• Birds fly low. by Keysha Whitaker

  Why do birds fly so low to the ground? Not all the time, just when they’re crossing the street – which is something they do strangely enough pretty regularly, even though they don’t have any feathery business doing so. Fly above the street. Around the street. But don’t cross it, bird. You’re not Big Bird…

  November 16, 2016

  Something to be Said

  birds, crossing, murder, poetics, poiesis, society, suicide