There is nothing lonelier than a cat who has been loved, at least for a while, and then abandoned on the side of the road.
Obsidian was caused by volcanoes, an eruption of steam and gas so furious that it melted the earth itself into this hard, shiny object.
I'm fully conscious of the fact that I wouldn't be the writer that I am without this place, without Vermont College.
For cats, a hound is a natural enemy. This is the order of things.
Flat or uninteresting writing often signals something deeper that is being covered up.