Nature's (Human) Nature
May/June 2018
A Grove of Trees
The old women knew the men were police before I did, waiting for a bus when Vice surrounded me all dressed alike, as though plainclothes had only one meaning, of […]
Nature's (Human) Nature
May/June 2018
The Understory
Through this window, the way she is without me in the sycamore, fox squirrel descending to the understory, quick and timorous, deep of eye, small muscled forepaws. Past morning now […]
