Lake of Myths
byI stood waiting for Father all afternoon; watching the sun sink down, turning purple, and the lakeshore shimmering in the afterglow. Swallowed up by…
I stood waiting for Father all afternoon; watching the sun sink down, turning purple, and the lakeshore shimmering in the afterglow. Swallowed up by…
Award-winning Australian author Robbie Arnott’s first book to be published in the United States, The Rain Heron, out this month from Farrar, Strauss and…
A FARMER LIVED, but not well. If she planted grain, it would not sprout. If she grew rice, it would rot. If she tried…
(Tocantins – Brazil, 1990) At four-twenty-four in the afternoon, the five dogs in the hard-packed dirt farm-yard were oblivious to the political meeting going…
Having purchased the t-shirt from a thrift store downtown, Laura did not notice the stain on its front until the next day, when she…
“I will give; I will enrich; I will return to the world this beauty.” — Virginia Woolf, The Waves We had planned since December…