Desert Wash Walking
the more rock and open space the more it feels completely alive
the more rock and open space the more it feels completely alive
Astra looked at the container she held in her hand. It had a magnifier on top, and its sides were screen mesh to hold what could be trapped inside without killing it. She said to her mother, Ruth, “Where’s the rest of it?” There was an urgency in her voice. Her mother’s attention was divided. There was her three year-old,… Read more →