I started seeing it sometime last year, and it got a small chuckle out of me then: #bitchesonpitches. But the more I thought about it, the more I wondered: in a world full of bad bitches and rich bitches and boss bitches and basic ones too, what does that word even mean anymore? by Kathy…
Have you been to the boneyard? The blank eye on the map perched above an asphalt brow there, an ulna and a radius tower side along side the wide slot between chock-full of the crumpled shapes of disintegrating metacarpals there, serious shoulders— absurdly capped with far-flung vertebrae —shrug finally downward there, a…
It’s the same story the crow told me It’s the only one he knows Like the morning sun you’ll come And like the wind you’ll go —Grateful Dead, “Uncle John’s Band” Hunched over, I begin to carve the plaque for the climb I’ve been obsessing over for the last five years. In that…
The Korean folklore goes: the Creator called upon all domes and boulders of Korea to gather up north, where they would join to form the two thousand peaks of the Geumgansan mountain range (금강산). Ulsanbawi (울산바위) headed north as well, but moved very slowly as it was one of the largest domes in the country.…
Milton had overgrowth knots, the greasy kind, matting his beard to his wooly secondhand pullover, which sagged without shape over his sulking frame. As he sat in the passenger seat beside me, looking a bit like Schulz’s Pig-Pen, I almost admired it. His was a special form of dereliction. Speckled as much by bourbon as…
“Hey, wake up. Wake up!” Brian whispered harshly. “There’s someone out there.” I half opened an eye and begrudgingly listened to the deafening silence. “I don’t hear anything man, I’m sure it’s nothing.” “SHHHHH!!!!” Brian’s face was pressed against the mesh fabric of the tent, as he peered out into the darkness. I thought of…
It was getting dark, and I was wedged hot dog–style in a two-man tent between two college boys who hadn’t seen soap and water together in six days. As the January night in Zion National Park grew colder, I thought about how we’d been beaten back by a storm earlier that day. Having climbed…
“Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.” Goerte I grew up in the traditions of western science and puritan pragmatism. Success is earned through work, luck is the sum of preparation, a penny saved is a penny earned. Claims that the universe provides if…