Thursday, January 19, 2012


I've been writing about the important people and places in my life and am working to connect it to my work about the upper peninsula. These writings take shape of prose stories and essays, and a few poems. I'm not sure how ready I am to share any of it, or if these people want what I wrote about them in the world, but here's something slightly lacking in specificity.

In one night,
We became closer than ever.
That was years ago.
A simpler time.
So, so simple.

In many nights
We grew farther apart than ever
And yet, closer.
Things got complicated.
Things changed.

We stayed the same.

due north: continuation