Animals
My husband’s granddaddy felled the bear upon the rangy earth of Wyoming—the grassy compass back of that American square, a spread- wide book of glory….
After work, I found a perfect miniature buffalo grunting in the alley behind my building. He had deep brown eyes, tiny slate gray horns, and…
Gabe stood outside his father’s bedroom window with the grasshopper’s wings pinched tightly between his fingers. The insect was slightly longer than one of the…
Brownie Scouts Ruthie and Shelley insist that they are quite enough experienced for the rainbow bridging, and they boil their vests in a cedar sprig…
It wasn’t the copperhead’s fault that my boot came down on its tail, no more than it was Bobby’s fault that he’d been raised by…
The fourth call of the day was an old woman who said she had monsters. Would have told her alligator. Illegal tegu. It was all…
Then there was the time that a young male black bear made its way into Jeff Wheeler’s garage and drank a bunch of his beer….
The corn was ready for harvest when the boy got that guitar he’d been saving for. It wasn’t anything pretty, used with a little hole…
I have impossible memories. Creation. My brother cleaving a snake in the bedroom. I remember both, though I slept. The bedroom is on the second…