In a few short weeks the frozen ground will thaw and green-thumbed gardeners will pull on boots and overalls and till the soil to plant seeds. They'll be aiming to fill their dinner table...

I love receiving flowers. Let me say that again with more feeling, I LOVE RECEIVING FLOWERS! There, let’s hope Hubby got the message...

I choose to forget the end,/the end of your story./You didn't write it, it came from elsewhere./And you, if you could, would say the same.

Kevin Jones, thirty-eight, sits at Sweet Bay Coffee Shop by Creekmore Park in Fort Smith. It’s a place I’ve been probably a hundred times, and today seems like any other. But then Kevin says...

Calico County’s Lance LaRoche was fast asleep in the wee hours of November 26, 2012. In the days prior, he’d been commiserating with his business partner, Scott Blair, about the coming rush...

Tangerine sunsets/and cicada symphonies/end the days as we sprawl/upon the brittle lawn,/legs and arms splayed wide/to catch a wayward breeze...

Since our son was born, I’ve tried to keep a daily journal of our family life. Funny things he would say or do, or just something I didn’t want to forget. Something I’d always want him to...

I was reading Barbara Kingsolver’s newest book, Flight Behavior, a novel I highly recommend. By the final page I had something akin to a religious experience over the way we’re treating our planet...

I am upright in your chair/Your final evening appointment/While evening lurks outside./You laugh and tell me stories/In your German accent/thick as cake...