by Jane Devin on 06/23/2011
Not surprisingly, I’ve been feeling suspended lately. I recently told a friend that I feel like I’m on a starting line, all geared up for a race, waiting for the starting pistol to sound. Instead, there’s been only a few false starts and a lot of twitching muscles. Ambiguity makes me angsty, but waiting slays [...]
by Jane Devin on 06/09/2011
You’re the million miles of territory I’ve yet to cover. You are the road up ahead and the vision in my rearview mirror. You’re the snake that lies coiled and hissing on the hot black pavement in Arizona, and the surprise of wild lavender in the fields of North Carolina. You’re the half-starved coyote in [...]
by Jane Devin on 06/05/2011
A horrible thought occurred to me somewhere between dawn and waking the other morning: What if no one really knows anything for certain? What if all the maybe’s I receive are just a cover-up for no one I know, anywhere, having any clear answers? I tried to talk myself out of my cold-sweat fear of [...]