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William Hazel Writes


The Calendar Turning
on the brink of the calendar turning the hourglass upside down for sands burying the sky is more gray than blue the ground more brown...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Dec 7, 20241 min read


Worry Stone
I take my thumb and press it. Nestle it. Push it into the heart of the stone. Into the smooth place where it naturally rests. The...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Nov 3, 20242 min read


Ghost Light of North Carolina
A Ghost Story. A True Story. Hovering above the deciduous and pines in the blue dark of a North Carolina night. An intense bright without...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Oct 26, 20243 min read


The Irishman
A Ghost Story. A True Story. The mills were built of the local blue granite. The stones could sweat a moody indigo in the right kind of...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Oct 19, 20246 min read


The Cat Lady
A Ghost Story. A True Story. She whispered to the cat in her Cat Lady voice. The cat that wasn’t there. But it was. I thought it in her...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Oct 12, 20242 min read


The Lantern
A ghost story. A true story. The kerosene lantern arced in broad swing. By itself. The speed made me think I must have bumped the...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Oct 5, 20245 min read


Silent Walking
The smell of humid soaked cypress and loblolly. A pileated drills. The softwood spine of a hundred-foot pine offers the meal. Threads of...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Sep 28, 20243 min read


The Month You Can't See
Some months you can see coming. A mountain on the horizon. The road straight. All the green at the bottom. The red in the middle blended...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Sep 15, 20242 min read


Walking Up the Eiffel Tower
Atop the iron icon we sipped champagne. Paris. We were at the top of Paris. It had been a long walk. Every step worthwhile. The Eiffel...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Aug 17, 20243 min read


The Little Things
The drip in the laundry ticks a slower time. I wonder where the water is going while watching sugar ants soldier march counter to sink...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Aug 3, 20242 min read


The Button
I once had a little black button and I liked it. Liked it very much. When consciousness rekindled in the ICU, my first impressions were...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Jul 20, 20245 min read


Dog Days Belly High
The through of the threshold brought no cold. The unseen comfort curtain hanging between inside and outside gone. Stepping through the...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Jul 6, 20242 min read


Be Where You Are
The woman followed M into the ladies’ room. Then wept. Welled eyes held through a tissue-less time of strong. “I wish we were doing this...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Jun 22, 20243 min read


This Italian Night
sparrows remain unseen though their voices surround through the lemon trees and the olive tops, the lollipop pines bees on gardenias...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Jun 15, 20241 min read


Three Days in May
It started in a bar. In my mind that’s where it started. It could have begun at work. We were supposed to wear red, white, and blue. I...
WILLIAM HAZEL
May 25, 20242 min read


The First Rain
As spring begins its reign there comes a time for the first warm hard rain. I toast the solstice. Celebrate transition. Watch the yard...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Apr 27, 20242 min read


Visiting Brown County, Indiana
The Moon blocked the sun and we searched for vegetables and people who weren’t white. We traveled to a tourist nook named Nashville for a...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Apr 13, 20245 min read


March Sanity
I was pummeled by the flu and bought a new pair of shoes. And M accepted the virus as her own and bought a new pair of pants. And one...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Mar 24, 20242 min read


The Storm
It's 7 a.m. It is still dark and just above freezing. I'm standing in the middle of a four-lane street wearing a trash bag. It is pouring...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Mar 16, 20249 min read


A Dog and A Squirrel
With a hind muscle leap from the loveseat the chase was on. Two romps across the area rug and then the clapper claw of scrambling paws...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Feb 17, 20243 min read
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