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Susan Hanson
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Susan Hanson is the author of Icons of Loss and Grace: Moments from the Natural World (Texas Tech UP) and co-editor of What Wildness Is This: Women Write About the Southwest (University of Texas Press). Her work has been anthologized in Getting Over the Color Green (University of Arizona Press), Let There Be Night: Testimony on Behalf of the Dark (University of Nevada Press), and To Everything on Earth (Texas Tech UP) and has also appeared in numerous journals including ISLESouthwestern American LiteratureTexas Parks & Wildlife, and Northern Lights. Before retiring, she taught English at Texas State University for over 40 years, worked as a newspaper journalist, and served as lay chaplain for the Episcopal campus ministry at Texas State.

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Vol. 82
Works & Days
Spring 2024
Bradford Morrow

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April 24, 2024
The July morning was alive with a sound in the air, strange communications, the acoustics of the big yard amplifying each rustle, each wave. Odd creatures glittering on the ground. Herds spread lavishly, a wilderness of transparent wings, bug eyes, a mosaic of glassy fragments. Glinting. They covered the grass, the sidewalk, covered the branches of the trees.
April 17, 2024
The sound reverberated in my sense of what was right and reliable in the world like drone weaponry, and what I wanted to ask was: what business have you left undone, and did you do a thing you so regretted that you can’t let go of it, was there a person you cut off, when sympathy would have been the better gesture, was there a person you trod on to get ahead in your sales job, speaking ill of them, so that they were forever harmed, did you say something awful about a friend in school, did you call a friend the worst of names in middle school, because it was a thing they said then, the boys did that, only to find, later on, that you loved that boy in a way . . . .
April 10, 2024
I do not like old water.

The water in the ocean is old

The lake is old

But maybe it’s not

Subject to the logic of time, of old and new.

Water.