My Secret Public Journal

 

The University of Arkansas has a way of leaving its mark — not just on students, but on anyone lucky enough to step into its orb...

Coffee Shake, Arsagaccino 

Driving along the Trail of Tears feels different when you know what you’re following. The road itself is just pavement, worn by ...

Pea Ridge may be quieter, but its silence hums with memory — a different kind of memory than the places I’ve visited back east. ...

I came across the phrase "Take what you want, but pay the price" again today, and it struck me in a way it hadn't...

Dear journal,  Tonight, I sit with a cup of Taylor's Imperial Gunpowder Leaf Tea in my hands. The tightly rolled...

Red Buds on a Red Bud Tree By Dave Spring arrives not with trumpet nor drum, But with a whisper — A breath that stirs the dus...