Passing Storms & Sunrises

In 2015, I hiked over 800 on the Appalachian Trail. While that didn’t technically make me a thru-hiker, for those two and a half months I lived just like one. It helped that I spent my days with them - people who had started in Georgia and were making their way up to Maine. My section had begun in West Virginia, so I missed out on the entire southern half of the trail. When thru-hikers would reminisce about their early days on the trail, they would often wax lyrical about the famed Smokies…

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Tinker Cliffs // Troutville, VA

I don’t know about you, but this pandemic has exacerbated the wanderlust that I usually end up feeling this time of year. Most summers I travel someplace completely new to me, and obviously this has not been possible to do. It seems everyone else is feeling the itch, too. And so, we go outside.

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The Dead Zone // Pocahontas County, WV

It’s ironic to me that we call places with no cell service “dead zones.” Oftentimes, these places are rural or wild areas far away from blocks upon blocks of concrete, steel, and consumerism. If it’s a place full of nature, how can we call that place “dead” when in fact, more species can thrive there than in any city? If it’s a rural neighborhood, could we consider the fact that existing with less might make more room for life?

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Touching the Sky

I had been missing New England so much, especially the White Mountains. I missed the sweet scent of evergreens tall and dense, lining the pulpy earth with their needles. I missed the special quiet that comes with breaking treeline and entering the alpine zone. I missed trails that will simultaneously break your heart with…

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Montana Blue

I’d always wanted to visit Montana. No photograph, no film can do its glory justice. I’d write poems about what it would feel like to steep myself in its endless skies and ragged mountain ranges. My Dad would tell me stories of a hunting trip he had out there decades ago, and he would always end the narrative with “…and that’s why they call it Big Sky Country.” Well, this summer I finally got my chance to

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