The Pipes Call Again (The Distance): Richmond Wanderings
by Maya Chesley No stars wink at me from miles away; no squid-shaped clouds swim across the horizon. Even the moon has nodded off behind the silhouettes of gaunt willows. The Richmond sky, from my spot on the sand, looks flatter than a piece of black construction paper and just as dull. I breathe in. […]
The Richmond Transients: Texas Beard Man
by Elly Call This is a picture of a hat and The Gospel of Mark 10:13-31 on a sign. He had a conversational beard, Sashaying out from the cowboy hat brim. I wanted to talk to that beard. It shared my feelings, Reaching for me and everyone from the Lower Lip Ledge in a Friendly […]