by Laura Rink | Apr 24, 2021 | Memoir
Today is Armenian Genocide Remembrance Day. In honor of my ancestors, I’m grateful to have this short piece up at Complete Sentence.
by Laura Rink | Apr 13, 2020 | Daily Life
Look with your eyes, not your hands My mother said in gift shops, antique stores, the five and dime Now, in my mask and gloves, I peer at Avocados and apples, grapefruit and lemons Using my eyes to discern Firmness, ripeness, compatibility ...
by Laura Rink | Sep 19, 2019 | Daily Life, Memoir
When, not if, you get tossed out of your boat in a rapid on a river, don’t panic. Hang onto the boat if you can, and with or without the boat, assume the floating lounge chair position: feet up, knees bent, and head back. Ride out the rapid and then, in calmer water,...
by Laura Rink | Jun 27, 2019 | Writing
From the opening address by Sonora Jah—The Writer in Uncertain Times—to the closing address by Omar El Akkad—Lies of Our Own Making: The Obligations of Literature in a Politically Fractured Age—my hometown writing conference contained immense ideas, blood-pumping...
by Laura Rink | Jun 20, 2019 | Nature, Writing
A wash of pink spreads across the lavender sky. The apple orchard grays into view. Soon Shotpouch Creek will surface, rippled in white. But first something new: bits of darkness darting through the air. It’s too early for the robins that will dot the meadow feeling...
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