Steve EdwardsSURRENDER“You’ve had a lot taken away from you,” my therapist says. Sunlight spills through the window, a summer afternoon. He smiles. I smile back…Aug 10, 20201Aug 10, 20201
Steve EdwardsAFTER THE DIVORCESleeping on your brother’s couch doesn’t cut it anymore so you save up and take an efficiency in a crumbling redbrick townhouse on South…May 8, 2020May 8, 2020
Steve EdwardsEVERY LAST SORROWThis is how it is with the anxious. What will not happen isFeb 16, 2020Feb 16, 2020
Steve EdwardsNEIGHBORSThe ones always puttering in the yard, spraying dandelions, raking up sticks and leaves, turning the mower on its side to scrape clumps of…Nov 5, 20192Nov 5, 20192
Steve EdwardsSolitaireI want to say I was 16 or 17 but who even remembers ? I had a car, a girlfriend, places to go. I carried myself with the nonchalance…Oct 23, 20191Oct 23, 20191
Steve EdwardsDRIVING & CRYINGThere I am, 24, crying my eyes out at the stoplight at 9th & Main, crossing the Tapawingo Bridge and beating the steering wheel. There’s…Oct 3, 2019Oct 3, 2019
Steve EdwardsSELF-PORTRAIT AT SIXSometimes I don’t have a story but am just riding my bike in circles, or holding a still-warm blue racer snake my father chopped the head…May 8, 20191May 8, 20191
Steve EdwardsAs With BeesImagine with me, writers: It’s 1856 and you are traveling by wagon train across the Great Plains en route to California with dreams of…Dec 12, 2018Dec 12, 2018