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If it Rains by Angela L. Lindseth

Posted on May 26, 2018 by angelallindseth

Background photo: USDA/Flickr, CC0.Manipulation and design layout: Elizabeth Stark Poppa snaps off a wheat stalk, brittle and broken. He digs the toe of his boot through the octagon clumps of topsoil looking for life below the surface, a shred of…

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The Tree Trimmer

Posted on May 11, 2018 by angelallindseth

It happens every year. Thirteenth of December. Thank god he don’t bring eleven more gifts. Twelve days of Christmas and all. Our little community just couldn’t handle much more tragedy. Whoever’s pulling this prank got a fucked up sense of … Continue reading →

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Two Fingers

Posted on May 7, 2018 by angelallindseth

  I’ve been a bartender all my life. Alcohol tends to loosen tongues, and I listen because I’m good at my job. I’ve grown fond of some of my regulars over the years. One in particular, who calls herself Big … Continue reading →

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Training Day

Posted on May 5, 2018 by angelallindseth

    Rex is a good teacher. He gives Willow a chance to flex her little kitten muscles, gentle but firm. They chase each other around the house, they go on hunts together, and they cuddle at night. It’s pure … Continue reading →

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The Lines on Daddy

Posted on May 1, 2018 by angelallindseth

  When I was little, I thought the lines on Daddy made him look old and worn like one of his saddle blankets full of stains and rips. Both had seen better days. Now I understand each line helped him … Continue reading →

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Historic South Dakota

Posted on April 27, 2018 by angelallindseth

    When people hear “South Dakota” they often jump to an image of an endless prairie. Believe me, there’s plenty of that, but it does have a rich history and great beauty. I live in the Black Hills. This … Continue reading →

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Free-range grapes

Posted on April 22, 2018 by angelallindseth

     I don’t garden. I find it a sweaty, dirty endeavor with little reward, at least the way I do it. Why did I think I needed a yard? The grass just keeps growing. I keep mowing. It’s a vicious … Continue reading →

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The Crank

Posted on April 16, 2018 by angelallindseth

I walked these woods every day, and I usually kept to the path because the undergrowth grows thicker than an Italian’s beard, but that day I decided to explore the gully. I heard the rumors. They say a little girl … Continue reading →

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New growth

Posted on April 15, 2018 by angelallindseth

Grandma wore a floppy hat and garden gloves. I would carry the watering can, following her down the row as she scattered the seeds. She would kiss the seeds before she planted them in the ground. “Grandma, why do you … Continue reading →

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Disruption to the cutest degree

Posted on April 12, 2018 by angelallindseth

Every cat-owning writer is plagued with this disruption. Rex is too big to fit on the keyboard now, but he does insist on sitting on my lap when I write, or should I say, try to write. Note the excellent … Continue reading →

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