A Walk in the Snow

  When we were younger, we leveled footprints in the woods—off the path, of course, down deep where the sun could barely find us, where we blended with the trees and hid behind the shrubbery. I found a deer, small, its eyes glazed and wide, still hiding...

My Dumb Heart

                  —To my fellow Benders, I threw on my grief.   MY DUMB HEART   is open wide and overflows with water. How I manage to stay alive is beyond me. I like...