Life Along The River

Zanzibar

“I could put my cigarette out in it,” the man says and laughs a little. Blond and tall and lean, he rolls the window nearly all the way up to keep the ashes from blowing back in his face, making the jeep unbearably hot. It is barely past breakfast. “It’s only kerosene,” he says. Jay…

Geese

A spring, not so long ago, I discovered two Canada geese in the field by the Blue Pool. A spring when my father was still alive. The pool is a luminous ribbon of water that arches away from the river and cuts across a fallow field. I visit this part of the river often. Follow the…

Jellyfish

“Do it again,” the kids yell. They crowd around as my husband leans over the side of the dock and traces his hand through the water. Flashes of green spark in the water. We all bend toward the water and splash our fingers, making trails of color in the dark. “Bioluminescence,” my husband says and…