[Editor’s Note: RIVET’s expanding blog features now include a monthly art showcase on the first week of every month. As in the print magazine’s Artist Portfolio, the blog feature will showcase exceptional visual talent in all mediums. Please send submissions to ali @ rivetmagazine.org.] 
 

On family road trips when I was little I laid down in the back
seat of the minivan.  I would arrange my head so that when I looked out the
window all I could see were clouds and sky.  I would pretend we were flying
and that there was no such thing as land.  Whenever a tall tree or a
telephone pole would careen into my line of sight I would close my eyes and
squeeze out its memory, the memory of soil.
 

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