Poetry: American Smooth by Rita Dove
We were dancing – it must have
been a foxtrot or a waltz,
something romantic but
requiring restraint,
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Lyrical: Rise to the Sun by Alabama Shakes
Well my eyes are full of stars/But I just can’t reach ‘em

Art: Carleton E. Watkins’ Cape Horn near Celilo

Quote: “If life’s lessons could be reduced to single sentences, there would be no need for fiction.” – Scott Turow

Recipe: Big Batch Brownies

Anywhere But Here: Miracle Arch, Saint-Bernard, France