Incremental Resurrections
Kathy Neal2018-03-22T09:21:33-04:00April 5, 2016: It’s early and the moon waits just above the horizon line, a thin, creamy left-handed ‘C’. There is an old barn on the rise across the field accompanied by a stand of three fat pine trees. The sun is just about to come up. This is the day my marriage will end. [...]
