Old Ones Dream

The Year

The Year That year Was disappointing for Her but I never saw Her heart broken. In August Her spirit animal came, A Hawk. Her Hawk watched over her … until the day after Christmas when they flew away together. Brave Smart Generous and Wild We will always love you. To... Read more →

Oldone's Nightmare

In the dark hours before sunrise, when the snakes in my head begin to come out of hibernation, I get up. I sit in the dark and ruminate all that I have to be thankful for—and the light to follow. My snakes stay in my bed. One of the topics... Read more →

Two Weeks On

The following is admittedly an awkward oversimplification of an awful crisis, and is applicable to only one county in a twenty-five county dystopia in the southern Appalachian Mountains, hammered by a flood “unprecedented in modern times.” Two Weeks On Now it is two weeks since the arrival of Helene and... Read more →

Helene In the Southern Mountains

Everyone in Brevard, my home town, is unscathed—just inconvenienced. Out in the county the damage is much greater and many are without power for a week or more. They are not unscathed in the counties east, north and west of us. Poor people. Unspeakable suffering. Hundreds have died and many... Read more →