“DO NOT RENT BOX 841!” Someone scrawled the note in black sharpie and tacked it on the wall over a table littered with papers and assorted office supplies. I stared at it while I waited for the post officer worker to reappear. She was retrieving a package that ended up in the main branch of…
It’s a time to get real cozy with your local surroundings. Maybe you never noticed that house three streets over with the chicken coop in the far side of the yard. Maybe you were tempted to slip a note in their mailbox offering to trade toilet paper for eggs. Maybe you changed your mind because…
The father squatted down on the patch of mud and dead grass. The little boy, maybe five or six, stood beside him, watching closely as his father pushed the metal legs of the stand into the soft earth, which in January should have been bedrock. The father straightened up, stepped back, placed his hands on…
A young woman sat at the end of long wooden community table in the café, which was empty except for her. Sunlight poured through the large window behind her, spilling over the thick text book splayed open in front of her. From where I sat, I could see the pages divided with the hieroglyphics of…
