Pastoral
Alva Bunt watched her husband go into the bottoms to cut the sweet gum and balsam, the big horses lifting their heavy legs in and…
of the ridge, where the casinos were stars in the desert night. The smell of Greece permeated the truck cab’s air, something like old, unwashed…
gleamed emerald and our skin glistened from its water. The cliffs rose out of the lake like skyscrapers from a boulevard. They were bald as…