From the desk
Writing
Essays, op-eds, and mind wanderings on justice, policing, aging, the trail, and whatever else won’t leave me alone.
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The Triumvirate of the Shallow Water
Joe Broadmeadow Artifact IMG_1360, Providence Cache. Provenance disputed. Being an excerpt from Proceedings of the Institute for Pre-Collapse Studies, Vol. 412, Spring 2525 The image recovered from the Providence Cache is catalogued as IMG_1360, and it is, without exaggeration,…
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Woodstock Would Have Been a Different Scene with This Grass
By Joe Broadmeadow The marijuana that fueled Woodstock in August of 1969 tested somewhere between one and three percent THC. Half a million people spent three days in a muddy field in Bethel, New York, and the weekend’s enduring hazards…
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Jefferson’s Wall, Betrayed
The Supreme Court didn’t just lower the wall of separation between church and state. It flipped the wall into a funnel, and now the taxpayer pays for what Jefferson swore he’d never fund.
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Perspectives
There are two ways to look at this image. Sunrise over the vast variety that is nature or sunset over the daily toll of death in nature. The beach is beautiful because we have learned to call it beautiful. The…
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What the Land Remembers
A Short Story by Joe Broadmeadow The call came at 4:17 in the morning, which is the hour, Mara had decided, when Fate delivers news he does not want to say aloud in daylight. She was in her third-floor…
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Undersized
Cyril had lain in the same six inches of Narragansett Bay mud for eleven years, and he had opinions about it. It was good mud. Silty on top, firm underneath, with a current that delivered plankton on a schedule you…
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Confessions of a Recent Convert
How I Became a Red Sox Fan for All the Wrong Reasons By Joe Broadmeadow I did not arrive at Red Sox fandom through the front door. I came in through the bulkhead, after dark, carrying a duffel bag and…