college heartache

It’s a heartache, nothing but a heartache… … Three in the morning and it is a time of heartache. Nothing breaks. But there are nightmares, of seeing faces I know through windows that should be closed and curtained. They peer through open and bare glass, as surely and cold as the stares of tired children … More college heartache


One afternoon, when I was young, I found a swan’s feather by the shore of the boat pond, straight and white, the slight hard curve of a silhouette. I bought an ostrich feather in midtown, in a shop filled with buttons and ribbons, froth and tumble of extravagant curls. The peacocks running free at the … More feathers

country life

Build the mill, plow. Keep the orchards clean, shear the flocks and turn them out to pasture. There is no disaster. Fear not the flood and flame, the wasting disease the herd will suffer come autumn. Perhaps the corps shall rot. Grass will grow. You will have white wool and apples. … © 2018 Anna-Christina … More country life