Sharon FoleyinLit UpWhat I SawI can only tell you what I saw that morning beneath the shadow of a building so tall it seemed to hang from the sky. I had to lean back to…Apr 5Apr 5
Sharon FoleyinScribeHookedI drive alone over Nebraska rutted-back roads where marshland opens up like an ironed seam, beyond the aster and bottlebrush to Merton’s…Mar 86Mar 86
Sharon FoleySongs of the BonfireHow young we were skating beneath a winter sun on Carter pond the light that reached us already old.Feb 2625Feb 2625