
A Road
By Jeff Ewing
“That along / the way we acquire and shed companions. That the sky / goes black at night and lights again in the morning–“
Jeff Ewing is the author of the poetry collection Wind Apples, from Terrapin Books, and the short story collection The Middle Ground, published by Into the Void Press. His poetry, fiction, and essays have appeared in Crazyhorse, Southwest Review, ZYZZYVA, Willow Springs, Subtropics, Cherry Tree, and Utne Reader. He lives in Sacramento, California.
By Jeff Ewing
“That along / the way we acquire and shed companions. That the sky / goes black at night and lights again in the morning–“