THE PARLOR is a new series on The Milk House that embraces the lighter side of rural life. You can...
You turn the corner. Two high windows already open like eyelids. The house awake. Mum slows the car. Puts the...
“Morning. Got a visitor?” said Tony. Tony lived next door. It was Tuesday – bin day – and we’d both...
The Light Dancing When I close the door my father’s coat slow dances against the dark wood. It is old,...
The early 1970s found us almost completely mechanized on our farm in the rolling hills of central Mississippi. At the...
Dead Farms in Northern New England Veinous snapshots of Dad Before He Went Over. All black and whites, they’ve sat...
Diviners A child, I followed him around the field, held a wish-bone between my fingers. And when he paused and...
Alabama April If you reenact the last painful moment I’ll love you harder than a civil war drama on a...
THE PARLOR is a new series on The Milk House that embraces the lighter side of rural life. You can...
what will be November has already made husks of what once was aaaaI work fast against nearing dusk the sky...
The Truth about Cows I’ve heard a lot of bad stuff about cows; about how these murderous brutes are hell...
Old There should be a horse here, in this meadow, an old horse, a bit too tired to run but...