After the rain we desperately needed
By Katherine Gotthardt |
Branches bow even lower,black walnuts tumbling from their fingersinto the waiting arms of squirrels and earth. It can takehours or […]
Every time I think I might be a good person (a draft)
By Katherine Gotthardt |
I want to be better about saving the planet.Stop ordering from Amazon, and if I have to, choose only eco-friendly […]
Anyone have…. (a draft)
By Katherine Gotthardt |
A decent spray paint or gloss? (We only need a little for the garden gnomes.)Shampoo bottles with just a few […]
What we could learn from trees
By Katherine Gotthardt |
as a reminder, the breeze arrives, unannounced,visitor to a forest that has grown beyond where we can clear it, shuffle […]
Facebook Posts
By Katherine Gotthardt |
Because they are the damp and rotting leaves of the season,frigid and caustic rain that grips the joints and twists, […]
Doily
By Katherine Gotthardt |
it’s intricacy left outsidelabyrinth of yarn and loop leftovers fromhandmade days in a horse trough beside Al’s Antiquescheek to cheekwith […]
Flashbacking
By Katherine Gotthardt |
Prairie girl dress pulled over my head pecking my way into a smiling black trash bag of pinafores and lace
Storylines
By Katherine Gotthardt |
After a while, we get tired of telling the same story, the one where weare interstitial animals separated by a […]
My Mother’s Laugh
By Katherine Gotthardt |
A draft as we near ThanksgivingFunny, I can’t remember how it sounded,but I still see the open-mouthed look,blackened fillings, tongue […]
