kansas writers, I adore you.
among others, I loved the final essay. a snippet— “Just as this geography, this topography, is a part of us, we ourselves have become a part of the hills, the prairies, the plains, thoroughly and completely.”
and, of course, the quote featured on the back of the book: “When the world closes up shop, when the sky turns from blue to black for the very last time, when the final poem is written and read, this is where I want to be — out in my beloved Flint Hills.”
thank you for loving this place, miss unruh.