Moving halfway across the country this year has been the most rewarding decision I have ever made. Even though I feel pretty nostalgic at times, I am intrigued by this place, the people, and the land. Some pretty awesome things have happened this year that it seems to be impossible to me that it actually […]
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August, Lancaster City.
Recall a rainstorm. Water pools on a porch, seeps into termite trenches where you’ll find them, huddled in the subtlety of drops forming. Here, paint peels, sticks to callouses, and washes down drains.
July, Palisaded Plains – Poetry Submission by A. Pajewski
Originally posted on in parentheses:
The train trails time, ebbs as I lie awake, staring at plastic stars, stuck to popcorn ceiling by the last tenant. Sounds call out and I’m out of nouns.Its warble rends sky from Juniper. Disrupts quotidian life. A resplendent- ness leaves you staggering.
Amy Pajewski 