I’m a King Bee

My childhood began to roll on the sidewalks of Dover Street on the north side of Chicago… and continued unrolling until 4th grade when we led the invasion of Wheeling, Illinois. Something brand new was infecting the surrounding farmland called…

Roger Watters Out of the Box

Hand grabbing a breast, set into the pavement in Amsterdam

In January, Roger Watters submitted three poems for peer review at the Burlington Writers Workshop. Personal Trust is the first poem’s title. I start reading… I tried to justify my actions in my youth but there was none. No way…

Windstorm

I was gone on Sunday, October 29 when the windstorm hit Vermont. Hurricane-force winds swept through the entire state and were particularly strong in Chittenden County where I live. Winds atop Mt. Mansfield, which overlooks the town of Underhill were…

Havana Diary July 10, 1986 | Day One

Old Havana, July 10, 1986 empty store display window

Old Havana, July 10, 1986 Day One started out with a distinct lack of awareness that almost proved fatal. The pollution woke me up. My room, thirteen stories above the Malecon, a shoreline highway much like Chicago’s Outer Drive, seemed…