What the Music Said
The Great Silence
Psyche’s Stolen Pleasure: Women Who Like to Look, Objectification, and Animism of the Inanimate
The Lonely Ruralist
Reinhabitation was my dream. But in rural America there’s a chasm between what is real and what is myth.
I lived my entire life to arrive on the farm. Ten years ago this quiet, quiet place had everything I wanted. …
Understory and Overstory: A Retrospective
My Father, the Atomic Bomb
I would not be who I am today were it not for the Bomb.
Had there not been a bomb, my biological father—a Manhattan Project physicist—would not have died in 1951 from radiation-induced cancer a month before my fourth birthday, …
A Public Loss Anyway
The Longing of Men
In the water, the rocks were a dozen colors, ochre to a bruised orange, purple to brick, dusky green to leaden blue, moss-tinged yellows—and all these eclipsed with flashes of sky ricocheting off the surface. These boulders and stones were …