Rocks & Roots

Donna Salli

Wild-Haired Women: On Writing, Portals, and Pig Sties

Wild-Haired Women: On Writing, Portals, and Pig Sties

The barn was a portal—to step into it was to go back in time—and that barn, that farm, shows up repeatedly in my writing, literally in my essays and poems and fictionally in one of my plays.

Where the Sidewalks Ended

Where the Sidewalks Ended

My mother and I were standing in the echoing salesroom of the feed store, one of those dusty,...

Flames: The Life of a Writer

Flames: The Life of a Writer

I like quiet. I like to be alone. I enjoy a social gathering but afterwards need to shut my...

Rocks and Roots

Rocks and Roots

When I was in my late teens—quiet, a bit shy around people I didn’t know well—I was hanging out...

Rock-faced root cellar

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