The Old Road
Some places stay with you, long after you've gone. The road remembers every footfall.
Prose
Stories
Longer pieces — roads, rivers, uncles, and the things people decline to say directly.
The Salmon Pool
My uncle said there was one fish in that pool, and that it was the same fish it had always been.
Lamplight
For forty-one years she left a lamp in the window, long after there was anyone to guide.