Sean Dietrich
Sean of the South By Sean Dietrich: For my Valentine
We were newlyweds, living in a grungy apartment. Each morning, I would wake before her. I would pass my morning hours writing poetry on a yellow legal pad, sipping coffee. Read more
Feb 1, 2023
Sean of the South By Sean Dietrich: Telling stories
I am backstage, about to tell stories onstage. A man with a name tag and a clipboard announces, “Ten minutes to showtime.” Read more
Dec 31, 2022
Sean of the South By Sean Dietrich: Merry Christmas
It was just the two of us, seated at dinner. Alone on Christmas night. Dressed in our Sunday best. Candles on the dining table. Choral music playing. Read more
Nov 30, 2022
Sean of the South By Sean Dietrich: Things I’m Grateful For
My cousin’s daughter is making a list of things she’s grateful for. It’s a Thanksgiving-themed assignment for school. She asked for my help. And when a kid asks you for help, it makes you feel eleven feet tall. Read more
Oct 24, 2022
Sean of the South By Sean Dietrich: Unseen Good
I saw you. It was at an old Piggly Wiggly. The kind with swinging doors and neon letters that don’t all light up. I watched you open the door for an old woman who used a walking cane. Read more
Sep 28, 2022
