Animal Dilemmas – Dung Beetle Camel
Short Story The Camel was delighted to diversify its diet of dry grass sticks with a juicy moth. Most camels only ate grass and were always hungry. When grass was plentiful they overate and...
Tagged: desert
Then I Walked Into You
Poem I found a clay hut while the desert stormed. Inside a monk sat on the packed ground Indian style, chanting the blues of the Ancients; centered soliloquist, unaware I laid prostrate before him....
Animal Dilemmas – Camel Moth
Short Story The Queen Moth crawled up the crack in the rock into the light and flew up in the hot desert air. It circled the large rock that was its kingdom and the...
Desert Whispers – Part Two (Final)
Short Story I looked down at my shirt to see if I forgot to take off my name tag from work, but it wasn’t there. “How do you know my name?” The old man didn’t...
Desert Whispers – Part One
Short Story Never in my life had I any desire to trek into the Arizona desert, especially during the summer. I also didn’t think I’d ever be searching for some kind of “prophet.” Nonetheless,...
Animal Dilemmas – Antelope Gnu Jerboa
Short Story The Jerboa had been hunted many times by snakes, hawks, fennecs but never had a foreign beast invested so much in digging it out of the hard desert floor. Once a snake...
Animal Dilemmas – Jerboa Coyote
Short Story The Coyote did not have a plan. It had been fed in captivity for so long that thinking ahead for itself was completely eliminated from its mind. When it ran out from...
Blood at the Rodeo
Short Poem The wild southwest has been a savior and a damnation. So sparse, so surreal and even in the squalor. The life I live is a lie and in this desert it...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part One: The Baker 17
Serial Fiction ‘I was beginning to think that my host must be aware of my presence by now when the breathing of a second set of lungs became evident to me. Naturally, I turned...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part One: The Baker 16
Serial Fiction ‘In the late afternoon of the seventh day my senses were keen. I had followed every instruction and kept at the right pace so the result should have been evident by then....
