The Hands Know the Hour
In the morning I weigh my hours, measuring minutes I might not meet, I decide to mark the calendar with ink instead of with doubt— As though tomorrow is a…
Poet in Prague, Midwest-born, fluent in reinvention. Living with stage IV lung cancer and too many unread books. Writing with love and uncertainty—chasing meaning and the everyday beauty that survives
In the morning I weigh my hours, measuring minutes I might not meet, I decide to mark the calendar with ink instead of with doubt— As though tomorrow is a…
We rise as stars they hoped would never burn, glow as sparks they tried to smother in ash. Let them build walls to keep us out, draw lines that define…
Book Review: A Half-Built Garden Ruthanna Emrys's delicately strong near-future book A Half-Built Garden explores first contact via the prism of hope, sustainability, and thoughtfully rendered human (and extraterrestrial!) interactions. Emrys deftly combines ecological themes, subtle family drama, science fiction, and an underlying compassion grounded even in the most expansive ideas. Starlit Conversations and Familiar Rituals: Emrys writes with compassion, catching a personal warmth even in…
C. L. Clark's Unbroken is what happens when colonial revolt, powerful women with muscular arms, and Sapphic yearning crash together in a fiery fantasy epic.…
The house sighs heavy now— its walls no longer know how to hold us. Our photographs sit like ghosts on the mantel, cold witnesses to what we were before the edges of our lives frayed, before we forgot how to reach for each other.…
Rena Rossner's rich historical fiction The Light of the Midnight Stars is set in medieval Hungary, where three sisters inherit mystical abilities linked to the stars. Rossner deftly combines vividly developed family drama, Eastern European folklore, and Jewish myth into a gently magical and softly unsettling story. What's delightful? Rossner's writing is beautiful without being overpowering; it is dreamy and atmospheric, like telling tales in front of a fire on a chilly evening. The sisters’ re…