but it’s not the wound that matters, it’s the soul, the soul that must be heard not the wound -Anne Michaels a last fish There was another creek on the other side of the mountain where I…
Elsewhere…by Damon Falke
Tag: creeks
Recollections…by Damon Falke
Note: December is here. As I write this, I’m watching snow blow over the sund,* and on the hill behind the house the powder’s already a half meter or more deep. I’m listening to Frank Sinatra sing “Have Yourself a…