The summer after college graduation, my sister and I headed to a Colorado ski town for the summer. We lived and worked in a hotel with a bunch of other temporary people, among them a guy named Jerry and his buddies. They were gay men, bright and blunt and full of hilarious advice. In my … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Marie Howe
What you remember from the summer you turned 20: How it felt to behold the snow-capped Rockies rising up out of the distance, far higher and far more jagged than you, a girl from the foothills of the Adirondacks, knew mountains could be. How it felt to stand in the living room of a kind … Continue reading Andes Mint #4: Rocky Mountain High
Once upon a time you and your sister Oatie spent the summer in Colorado. This was the summer after you graduated from college, the summer after her junior year in college. You spent a week at home, waiting for Oatie to finish up with school, and then you flew out together. It was Oatie’s first … Continue reading – and comes that other fall we name the fall
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