Alex Moore

It is easy to associate a raven with something sinister. They are an ominous symbol which might come to mind when one thinks of death. Even their call is uncomfortable, a chilling croak rather than the obnoxious […]

We are getting a new police station in town. Why the old one is obsolete is beyond me. The only act of “evil” committed in my town is going a few miles over the speed limit, and this is hardly a matter worth fla […]

A powerline is nothing more than a rope for a house to the grid. It hovers parallel to the road, thrashing outward for buildings. They crisscross and carve the earth, ruling it, turning the land into tiny plots […]

I was sewing my pants last week using your words as my thread. As the needle moved in and out, I read each stroke as it plunged into the fabric. My haphazard tailoring hid the damage on my second hand corduroys. […]

For Ed. You were a terrible human being with a few good things to say. For that, you get a big middle finger and a subtle thank you. Don’t let it go to your head.

I imagine this will be controversial, bu […]

Wayne County Ohio is wearing farmer’s perfume. It smells of the manure that is thinly spread across the corn and soybean fields. The stench encroaches the edge of Johnson’s woods, a wooden space that is an ano […]

In Cuyahoga Valley, plants bloom like colored dominos. They collapse quietly into autumn, where only the trained ear can hear aster falling into goldenrod. Many blooms are far down the line, so they stretch upward […]