Lawn Darts

It’s been raining here in Maine for the past couple weeks. Without fail, storm clouds move in and it’ll dump on us. The pages of the books I’ve been reading out in the shack are damp and the new Bible my Jehovah’s Witness friend gave me has swollen slightly. I don’t mind the rain. It…

Purpose & Audience

As I approach another semester of teaching, I wonder, like every year, how much more difficult it’s going to be to relate to my students. How much pop culture do I need to brush-up on before heading into lectures? Last year, I learned about twerking and then I penalized the students who told me about…

Mine Alone

I scheduled my road-trip so that I could return the day before the first day of summer, my father’s 60th birthday. I also needed to be back in Maine to do the haying on my grandfather’s land that I’ve done for the last five years. I’ve made it clear how I feel about possessions. I…

Pulling Out

I pulled out of Maine on the first day of spring. For three months, I spent most of my time behind the wheel of a vehicle that seemed ready to quit. The transmission slips and it’s burning through fluid. It’s been doing this for over a year. I barely got it from the middle of…