By Ruby Peru When, at ages twelve and thirteen, Maureen and I were deposited for safekeeping on an Arizona horse ranch for the duration of the summer of 1980, it was very much as if we had both dropped from outer space, but from completely different spaceships. The ultimate tomboy,…
by Daniel Potter A pond, the depression where Many a Summer’s inflatable pools were laid, is now A sheet of silvery ice and a downy blanket of snow. Grass still green and Autumn leaves lie beneath As crystalline relics, sugared memories An inquisitive child Tosses aside both itchy, blue wool…