by Kristy Halvorsen | Nov 27, 2022
Waking Up from Reasonable “He left. He’s gone. He’s dead. Imagine he’s dead,” Mom said. I sat on my carpeted floor, naked except for panties, slumped back against my unmade bed. My bare legs splayed out in front of me like a dried up wishbone ready to be pulled. My...
by Kristy Halvorsen | Oct 15, 2022
What a Gift “Oh my goodness,” Mom said in a whisper. She stopped mid stride and stood bolt upright like a toy soldier, but with her mittened fingers pressed against her mouth. Her eyes welled up as she took in the view of endless hills topped with autumn colored...
by Kristy Halvorsen | Sep 16, 2022
I Sleep in a Dream I stood on top of a Native American Temple Mound with my friend Jack. He wore a tattered Boston ball cap and looked toward an interpretive sign. The sign pictured Indigenous people in the year 1300 as they climbed up the same wooden stairs we had...
by Kristy Halvorsen | Jul 2, 2022
No More What Ifs As bits of the hard exterior fall away I get closer to the essence of who I am. Mom and I hopped out of my truck and squealed like excited schoolgirls as we took in the views. We inspected the scenic nook on the banks of the Snake River that we’d soon...
by Kristy Halvorsen | Jun 13, 2022
It's About Life I’ve come to a realization. For me to want anything different from what’s here in front of me, right now, is a version of greed. Even wanting to go deeper, to feel more, to be more, to see more, seems silly. I’ve got food on my plate, clothes on my...
