Lay of the Land
At the Gate
Wheelchairs in wild spaces shouldn’t be an anomaly some thirty years since the Americans with Disabilities Act. Continue reading
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Reading in the Dark
PICTURE ME: seven years old, curled shell-like around a book, oblivious to anything beyond the borders of the page. For as long as I can remember, I have been unable to resist Continue reading
Lay of the Land
Adaptive Joy
Grief lives in the body; crip grief lives in the crip body. And I am working out my crip grief by moving in a crip way on this land, on this trike. Continue reading
Lay of the Land
A Drinkable Beauty
MY HOMETOWN of Bellingham, Washington, is a last corner of the continental United States, a final chew of land before the long drink of the Pacific. We’re bound to the west by Continue reading
A Taste of Wonder
Maple Syrup
We prepare for the sweetness of a new season with actual sugar on our lips. Continue reading