Author: March Twisdale

Journal Entry #1

The water that surrounds our island used to be like skin. It held in our beach sand and our leaning trees, our cliffs and running streams, our sloping fields and etched ravines. Like skin, it marked where the organism, that was...

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The Day Before

On July 16th, 2017, minor decisions took on life-altering significance. Sean –  When will you be home? Bonny –  I don’t know. The kids are grouchy. Sean –  Where are you? Bonny –  Just east of Coeur...

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