Kevin Kuzma

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WELCOME TO THE SITE

Words are my only evidence that I have a shadow in this world. Only with a commitment to notebook and pen, early mornings in cold leather-backed chairs or empty dining room tables - and opening my senses - am I able to coax them out.

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Small Town Life
Sunday, October 26th, 2008

High winds blow unobstructed over the prairies and shake the suburban houses built on the outskirts to the foundations. The farm houses that have withstood the westerly winds coming down unbroken from the mountains for a century or more are weathering another autumn. White-washed and worn, the sturdier structures were built with farm hands and passed down through generations to present day, today, an afternoon wrought with strong atumnal gales separting the weakest leaves from their branches.

Rural living has changed much in the last 20 years, but its basic conceits have stayed central. Small towns in American culture are thought to be inviting places where the people have simple aspirations, high moral standards and deep religious beliefs. The chosen profession is farming, so many of the inhabitants are people of the land that produce crops as a living and to serve the needs of others, only taking a small portion for themselves so that their own families can grow and prosper. (more…)

Sky Line
Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008

Better views are out another 10 miles or so, where barbed-wire fencing replaces the guardrails on the interstate. Further out where houses are separated by acres of soy beans and feathery wheat tops, the land opens up, and the earth as it spreads around can seem as vast as the sky. Tonight, I am not fortunate enough to be out that far in the country, so from the front porch of our little house in this small town, I trick myself into believing that the rooftops in our neighborhood bring some perspective to the heavens.

Starry holes burn through the orange haze that hangs above the city lights. Directly above, the celestial formations are out in full view tonight, but on either side of the horizon, though, they have been wiped clean by the urban glare put off by this small town of 10,000 people. Under the orange glow in the sky is a foggy white and its source may just be the tremendous July heat smothering out a clear night. (more…)

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