Resplendent sparkles, or: Broken asphalt

A haibun As a teenager, I would make the rounds with my snow shovel after heavy snowfalls in suburban New Jersey, offering my not at all highly esteemed driveway shoveling services. By my standards, the money was great. I always looked forward to winter. Then, in college, I encountered Cleveland, Ohio winters, which can be … Continue reading Resplendent sparkles, or: Broken asphalt