Menace
The woodchuck I didn’t manage to beat in year four is back, and now she has “Never Surrender” tattooed on her chest.
Every Good Gift
This man loves to be alive.
Purity Is Misery
I don’t know what “knowledge is merely daylight masquerading as God” means, but it sure sounds true.
East Coast Ice Cream Zagat
I want to know a place like L.M. Montgomery knows Prince Edward Island.
Rebuilding Beautiful
It means so much to me that I can hardly bear to let other people know that I’m struggling to keep it afloat.
At Pickerel Lake Again
I don’t talk as much as I used to on these walks.
Won’t It Be Fun
Stop fussing about the alternatives or worrying about wrong turns.
I’ll Just Be in the Parking Lot, Struggling
And if I had started to feel faint, I’m not sure I would have let her see.
Call For Audition Submissions
Are you interested in joining the post calvin community? We have openings for new writers beginning this August, and we’d love to hear from you!
Psychic Weight
It wasn’t until I beheld him walking away down the Burke-Gilman Trail in his green jacket, until I felt the great charging train of my life switched onto the rails of a wrong parallel reality, that the truth settled itself on my shoulders.
