By accident, we discovered it high in the mountains, not far off the trail high in the mountains. It wasn’t what you’d expect, just brush and horsehair woven clumsily together— just brush and horsehair. It was empty, and yet somehow, we could tell something had been curled there. Somehow, we could tell whatever it was, it was not good news at all, but bloody, a nest like…… More »
Fall apples, browning apple cores, the mottled carcass of an old trolley car, abandoned deep in the forest. … More »
The bronze Buddha in our living room, his eyes closed, his hands resting comfortably against his inside thighs— what does he mean to tell me about the river heron?… More »
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