Junebug
Brown anoles skittered over scorching cement,
as they desperately fled sweaty fingers
covered in chalk dust
and a lopsided smile that was missing a couple teeth. … Read moreJunebug
True Florida Stories
Brown anoles skittered over scorching cement,
as they desperately fled sweaty fingers
covered in chalk dust
and a lopsided smile that was missing a couple teeth. … Read moreJunebug
We hope not to be the statistic this time, trusting that our safe brushes with destruction in the past are a sign we will be shielded from the storms of the future. … Read moreWhat Florida Lost
John Cipriani’s shoulders barely jump when the cannon finally goes off in a puff of smoke. The sound of its fire is familiar to the 82-year-old, who has the composure of a captain … Read morePreserved in smoke and stone
April Zee navigates a gravel path between an open meadow and a thick forest. She steps off the path into tall grasses where scattered mounds of dirt peek up at her from the ground … Read moreRoots of rest
“Has your mom been feeding you?” Surrounded by the white walls and paper-lined tables of an exam room, I was puzzled by the pediatrician’s question … Read moreThe other side of the scale