Castaway is memories of growing up, childhood in the landscapes of Illinois. Riegel's work is excellence at its best.
They say we have finished becoming by age seven. We are the tree in the front yard by then - drag queen spectacle at christmas pale fingered in the spring, dark green secrets in the summer - but never any different bark, leaves of another species, arms the shape of castle spires.
How to Follow the Rules
Sleep through mornings that show you one dull path, the one you think you've made for yourself and can't remake, the one you plod down like an old horse with blinders on who can smell the wide world out there but doesn't remember the jittery foal inside, the filly damn-fool-stupid who raced across tender spring grass just for the sake of the wind.
★Childhood: A Portrait
★In Illinois, everything Breathes
★Insomniac in the Afternoon