Spring is here, summer is coming. These are the critters I’ve spotted so far:
UPDATE!!!!! I just saw a Peregrine falcon chomping down in its prey!!!
This little cousin of The Roanoke Star sends me off to sleep at night.
I passed a nice milestone yesterday — I’ve now seen my writing and photography appear in 70 ongoing periodicals (in addition to the anthologies and other standalone publications).
🙂
It’s the magazine named for me and my peer group — how could I NOT submit a poem?
Seriously, though, I am quite grateful to Editor in Chief Arthur Graham for publishing “Confession” in this superb and subversive art/lit zine “that will always be for the misfits.”
You can find the poem right here:
How do I make the same embarrassing mistake at the same store one week later? (You guessed it — I left one of my packages at the counter again, and the poor, beleaguered, young cashier had to run out after the confused old guy with it.)
It’s like a humiliating glitch in The Matrix.
There is just something about Virginia skies, even during a frigid March day.
That antiquated building you see is the historic Hotel Roanoke, the original iteration of which was erected in 1882 (before being rebuilt).
Looking south and west from above Shenandoah Avenue.
Facing Shenandoah Avenue. 2026.
The building was originally constructed at the start of the 20th Century as office space for Norfolk & Western Railroad.
The building on the corner is 8 North Jefferson Street.
Eric Robert Nolan, Author 