By: Charlie Mitchell

“Weaving skeins of kind worries / with surgical hands.”

By: Charlie Mitchell

Stonewall Jackson’s I WASHED MY HANDS IN MUDDY WATER

By: Charlie Mitchell

It shocked me as a kid; now it’s a relief.

By: Charlie Mitchell

Regal on the edge of dying light.

By: Charlie Mitchell

This galaxy is neither dystopian nor utopian.

By: Charlie Mitchell

The high beams caught a barn owl sitting in the center of the path facing the Bronco.

By: Charlie Mitchell

Their character sheets were worn from years of play…