A Copper Sky

A Copper Sky

“Not unlike the shine and hue of a newly minted penny!”  The remark came a voice beneath a properly worn and worn well brown felt hat. “Spect there’s a harsh wind blowing across the western plains. Likely will be getting here around near dark, about the time Venus...

Dear Deer

Dear Deer

Dear Deer, Why do you make me chase you? If you only knew what I had to go through, the trials I must endure, the obstacles I must overcome in order to spend time with you, you would throw your hooves up in the air and surrender out of sheer pity. First, I have to get...

People Like Us Never Grow Up

People Like Us Never Grow Up

I do not mean to sound bitter about this, for perhaps it is not the fault of the wet-eared young... This piece is being written in a bug-ridden swamp on the banks of the sluggish yellow Tana River, in northeastern Kenya, where the big elephants bugle and the baboons...

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