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Jennifer Black
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in Clarion, The United States
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Tom Robbins, Mary Oliver, Anaïs Nin
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November 2010
15 Miles Out
Some distances you can measure with miles.
Some you carry inside you.
This is a piece I wrote about feeling the weight of love and loss — even when you think you’re far enough away not to feel it anymore.
Grief punches a hole in your heart so big, there aren’t enough words in the world to fill it.
For me, I tried to fill it with stories. I wrote a book. I gave him a cap and a wave and a quiet goodbye Read more of this blog post »
Some you carry inside you.
This is a piece I wrote about feeling the weight of love and loss — even when you think you’re far enough away not to feel it anymore.
Grief punches a hole in your heart so big, there aren’t enough words in the world to fill it.
For me, I tried to fill it with stories. I wrote a book. I gave him a cap and a wave and a quiet goodbye Read more of this blog post »
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Calvin and the Coyote
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The Dirty, Stinkin', Rotten Raccoon
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“That night, the fire burned low. Soft and steady. Like it was keeping watch.
The forest, heartbreakingly still. Like something bright had gone out and taken the wind with it. Coyote stood at the edge of the trees, ears tilted toward the fire, chest rising with something he didn’t know how to name. And then, he threw back his head and let out a howl. The sound was so raw it felt like the earth itself might crack apart. Not just pain, but love, and loss, and the kind of heartache that has nowhere else to go. It rose through the trees, tangled in the smoke, and vanished into the stars. When it faded, he didn’t speak. Didn’t move. Just listened to the quiet that now held everything.” Jennifer Black |
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“Coyote didn’t know why Calvin collected people like that.
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“Coyote didn’t know why Calvin collected people like that.
But he was a crow, after all—always drawn to the shiny, the strange, the overlooked, and the one-of-a-kind.
Maybe that was it.
Maybe everyone just felt a little brighter near him.”
― Calvin and the Coyote
But he was a crow, after all—always drawn to the shiny, the strange, the overlooked, and the one-of-a-kind.
Maybe that was it.
Maybe everyone just felt a little brighter near him.”
― Calvin and the Coyote
“They took the long way. Around the lake. Through the park where he’d hunted as a young crow. Where the trees still knew him by name.
They lit a few bottle rockets from the back of the wagon. Told the old stories. And Calvin listened like it was the first time and the last time all at once.”
― Calvin and the Coyote
They lit a few bottle rockets from the back of the wagon. Told the old stories. And Calvin listened like it was the first time and the last time all at once.”
― Calvin and the Coyote
“Up on the hilltop the fireflies go,
to dance in the fireflies fireworks show.
Swiftly the sway among the starts,
far from the nets and the pickle jars.”
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to dance in the fireflies fireworks show.
Swiftly the sway among the starts,
far from the nets and the pickle jars.”
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“Coyote didn’t know why Calvin collected people like that.
But he was a crow, after all—always drawn to the shiny, the strange, the overlooked, and the one-of-a-kind.
Maybe that was it.
Maybe everyone just felt a little brighter near him.”
― Calvin and the Coyote
But he was a crow, after all—always drawn to the shiny, the strange, the overlooked, and the one-of-a-kind.
Maybe that was it.
Maybe everyone just felt a little brighter near him.”
― Calvin and the Coyote
“That night, the fire burned low. Soft and steady. Like it was keeping watch.
The forest, heartbreakingly still. Like something bright had gone out and taken the wind with it.
Coyote stood at the edge of the trees, ears tilted toward the fire, chest rising with something he didn’t know how to name. And then, he threw back his head and let out a howl.
The sound was so raw it felt like the earth itself might crack apart. Not just pain, but love, and loss, and the kind of heartache that has nowhere else to go.
It rose through the trees, tangled in the smoke, and vanished into the stars.
When it faded, he didn’t speak. Didn’t move. Just listened to the quiet that now held everything.”
― Calvin and The Coyote: A Tender Story About Friendship, Firelight, and Goodbyes Too Big to Say All at Once
The forest, heartbreakingly still. Like something bright had gone out and taken the wind with it.
Coyote stood at the edge of the trees, ears tilted toward the fire, chest rising with something he didn’t know how to name. And then, he threw back his head and let out a howl.
The sound was so raw it felt like the earth itself might crack apart. Not just pain, but love, and loss, and the kind of heartache that has nowhere else to go.
It rose through the trees, tangled in the smoke, and vanished into the stars.
When it faded, he didn’t speak. Didn’t move. Just listened to the quiet that now held everything.”
― Calvin and The Coyote: A Tender Story About Friendship, Firelight, and Goodbyes Too Big to Say All at Once
“Frances zipped forward, free as the breeze, dancing through flowers and swaying through trees. With sparkles and giggles, she twirled through the air, her joy floating softly like pollen and prayer.”
― Frances the Firefly
― Frances the Firefly
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