Going Home By Stella Shannon

It starts with rain-flecked windows on the metro north, Oily-thick river water, Small black figures fishing between rough weeds and plastic grocery bags. I pass tan cars and empty Parking spaces, all lined up. I stretch my legs onto the … Continue reading

Home, in October By Stella Shannon

“Mind if we pick your apples?” The request isn’t as strange as it might sound. In Montana, the last week of September through mid-October is bear season. The most common bears to descend into the valley are black bears, but … Continue reading

Only Rain By Stella Shannon

The last time the rain fell this hard I wasn’t in Florida at all,   we were in Michigan where the summer consumed us we rolled up our pants and waded through city streets full of car parts   Now … Continue reading