The literary magazine of Hagerstown Community College
If you live in a place that experiences cold, blustery winters, you know what it’s like on that first warm day when you open a door or roll down a car window just for the pleasure of gulping at the spring air—a heady mix of sweet and musty smells, so thick you almost taste it …
For the last twelve years, John and me till the cove bottom land, the dirt deep, dark, spring-fed, the land John and me has held against the evil of lumber men, city men, John say, with no knowing and no caring for the beauty as hold us. Bottom land and seep, higher on Bayard is …
There’s an old song about Billy Bagbones. I bet most of you know it, but it’s only a little bit of the story. I’ve got cousins way out in the country whose people were neighbors with his folks. When I was little my great-aunt Winnie told me all of it, the way she heard it …
Continue reading “Billy Bagbones: A Folk Tale By Dan Fields”
Oh — what did he say, Tamari? Did he ask why every new building cuts his work in half? Did he ask why the roads are black and hard? Did he ask why the birds must swerve in a feast of dust? I wanted to understand — his soiled hands, what they had fed, freed. …
Continue reading “The Gardener on Rustaveli By Timothy B. Dodd”