Tag: The Long Carry
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One More Mile
Running eventually becomes an argument my body has with my mind. At first the body is cooperative. Breath settles. Legs find their rhythm. The road moves underneath without requiring much negotiation. Then something changes. Heat. A hill. A bad mile. The ordinary accumulation of distance. The body begins making its case. Slow down. Walk. Turn…
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His Order
Hamburger. Ketchup only. Small fries. That was my baby brother’s order. There was a stretch when I was fourteen and he was eight that we spent nearly every day together. The teachers in our school system were on strike. Our parents still had to work, and he and our middle brother fought too much to…
