1985.10 by Susan Hadden, copyright 2021 I shift gently forward then back to the rhythm of the oarsman silent surge of leverage as the...

Hypothetical scenes scribbled on a long narrow strip of the same paper on which I drew and presented my 1986 thesis project: a...

2020.12.26 by Susan Hadden, copyright 2020 Dear Wayne, Today I turned my kitchen into a project room to attend to things that have been...

2020.12.31 by Susan Hadden, copyright 2020 As I wrote in the first Cold Moon essay, I had cut the trip close to see the full moon rise...

2020.12.30 by Susan Hadden, copyright 2020 I came into my apartment from the basement laundry just now, and was enveloped by the aroma of...

2020.12.29 By Susan Hadden, copyright 2020 As I walked back to where I parked at the Barnegat Lighthouse, detouring onto the less scenic...