Under the vinyl
blue sky with Colorform clouds,
cicadas mark time.

One late night at the Rainbow Gathering, 20 miles deep in the Allegheny Forest, S. and G. were ready to turn it in, but SB and I were still enjoying walking around after dark. It's when the community comes alive with fires, drums, dancing, and everyone wanders from one camp to another, mingling freely. SB and I found ourselves heading toward the ( Read more... )

 So A. called tonight and let us know he was in Birmingham. He said they got a ride from a few different people in cars and a trucker. Later in the conversation, he was telling S. that the trick is to get a ride with a trucker though. "Once you get a ride with a trucker, you're in," he says. What they do is get on their radios and ask other ( Read more... )

Early this morning I got a text from A. telling me he was in Atlanta, had hitched from Bradenton/Tampa area, and was waiting for the rain to die down before trying to make it to Birmingham before the end of the day. I suppose this is better than jumping a train, which he told me was their original plan. I was glad to let go of images of legs and ( Read more... )

I could write a book about his story ( Read more... )

It's weird, but I've been feeling very removed from my life lately. It's like I'm going through the motions in my body, but my insides are either somewhere else or deep asleep. But every day, I move. Up early, getting myself and my kids ready, off to school, teaching 5 classes a day, coming home, tending to house, dinner, cleaning, laundry, kids ( Read more... )