Author Archives: Kate Helper Jordan

Appalachian Recovery

The morning news pushes into my head like an unwanted dream, slips into my bloodstream with my coffee: Late last night, seven bodies were recovered from a fallen mine. Grim-faced workers bear them past the TV cameras, the darkness of … Continue reading

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Visiting the Poet

— for Chris Msosa I can see you, running, like a young Bateleur, dust plumed behind your pounding feet before settling back into the ground as if you had never passed by. Your eyes are copper pennies, your breath bursting … Continue reading

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Stay Tuned

My childhood was one of flight and narrow escapes. By the time I was five, my original father had signed over his parental rights to me. I was a rusted heap on blocks in the yard, and he handed the … Continue reading

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Give Red Riding Hood the Ax

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about fairy tales. I was a big fan of those Grimm boys growing up – I’ve always had a taste for the macabre and tragic – and, as an adult, was delighted to discover … Continue reading

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Come On In and Sit a Spell

I’m glad you’ve stumbled onto my blog, and I hope you kick off your shoes and stay awhile. I’m a WV native who has now spent over half my life in northern VA. I don’t remember a time I wasn’t … Continue reading

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