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Notes From the Small Pond
Notes From the Small Pond: Eleven miles from Mexico, three weeks ago
Banana spiders, dozens, rain onto our laps and down the backs of our shirts, golf-ball-sized, iridescent yellow and green, like aliens, scuttling and snapping and clicking like a Japanese science fiction movie. I feel my sanity leaving and hold my breath not to scream, knowing the...
September 11, 2017 - 6:01am
July 2, 2017
Pour yourself a glass of wine. But not six. Just one. And sit somewhere comfortable. Dim the lights. Not amorous. Be ready. Receptive. Appreciate how amazing humans can be. And listen. And I dare you to not be moved.
July 2, 2017 - 6:08am
May 23, 2017
Notes from the Small Pond: Rain
A small boost of adrenaline courses through you and you draw a deep breath and exhale, slowly, urging yourself back to sleep. But the driving rain is un-ignorable and compels you to pay attention to it, like something alive, so you open your eyes again and listen and breath to the...
May 23, 2017 - 7:43am
April 24, 2017
Notes from the small pond: King-Kong Dad
But dads are also hopelessly insecure. And, just like any other insecure person in any other instance, dads who are insecure about whether or not they're applying the perfect cocktail of affection and guidance — that razor's edge between advocating and enabling — a lot...
April 24, 2017 - 2:41pm
March 7, 2017
Notes From the Small Pond: Stearns County, Winter, 2008
The deputy sheriff crawls his squad up behind, not knowing what the hell and taking a deep breath about the profession he’s chosen, the pros and cons calculating at warp speed like they do with every stop, the background soundtrack supporting his training behavior, which is practiced...
March 7, 2017 - 5:31am
December 24, 2016
Notes From the Small Pond: Nikolaos
The old man then, with some difficulty, perches himself over the chimney well and stuffs an ancient boot into its depth so that his leg disappears to the knee. With that, he lay his index finger against his nose and, again, bows his head for several moments, calling on the spirit...
December 24, 2016 - 5:46am
September 19, 2016
Notes From the Small Pond: ‘I’m scared’
Then it was 2001. September 11. “Happy Anniversary, honey. I love you.” I bought coffee and the guy selling it was white as a sheet, watching over my shoulder as the second plane exploded through the tower, me not even knowing about the first. “Gotta be some kind of accident,”...
September 19, 2016 - 6:38pm
July 25, 2016
Notes From the Small Pond: Karaoke
I’m deciding between Dude and Bro which one makes me more violent. It dawns on me that I’m being a jerk. The guy — my bro, this dude, is just trying to have a little fun on a Tuesday night in a town that’s trying very hard to have something to do on Tuesday nights and succeeding,...
July 25, 2016 - 12:45pm
June 17, 2016
Notes From the Small Pond: Father’s Day
Dads get old. I should’ve been smart enough to make my peace with that before mine died. For some reason, I didn’t. I loved not being the boss of my dad.
June 17, 2016 - 8:52am
April 21, 2016
There’s something in your life that sucks. You feel the suck-ish-ness has less to do with your suck-ish-ness than the subject-of-the-suck-ish-ness. So there you sit. In suck-ish-ville. Purgatory.
April 21, 2016 - 1:05pm
February 12, 2016
Notes From the Small Pond: What’s the difference?
Notes From the Small Pond By Parnell Thill *****
February 12, 2016 - 5:49pm
November 15, 2015
Notes from the Small Pond: Nov 12 2015
November 16, 1978. 11:40 am. 509 Carlton Ave., Cloquet, Minn. Middle School social studies. I had on a plaid shirt. Red and black and brown, mostly, with pearl — fake pearl — buttons. Levi’s. Wallet and comb in back right pocket. Hair like Leif Garrett. Ahead of me, Cathy...
November 15, 2015 - 7:57am
October 3, 2015
Notes From the Small Pond: When it was hot a few weeks ago…
The heat, like weight and wet wool and old, mite-infested feathers, feels like something animate. An allergy. Heavy. Thick. The fan blows hot air. You sleep to the sound of it. Better than nothing, but still sweaty. You dream of compression. You absently smile in your sleep, thinking...
October 3, 2015 - 7:22am
November 10, 2013
Notes from the Small Pond...Verisimilitude
Halloween night, the corner of Chestnut and Park, around 10:45, fire licking low in the fireplace, lights in the living room dim, the remaining candy resting abandoned in a bowl next to the front door, the mass of Trick-or-Treaters severely thinned, save the ninth-graders, knocking...
November 10, 2013 - 8:23am
September 7, 2013
Notes from the Small Pond...Prudence, moderation and all that other nonsense
What's the point of moderation anyway? I mean, the ancient Greeks, famously extolling the virtue of moderation, weren't exactly exemplary practitioners of the virtue, were they? Anyone ever read The Iliad? Achilles? Not exactly the poster child for living modestly.
September 7, 2013 - 1:37pm