Category: November 2015

Object Lessons by Carol Smith

dead trees with mt. st. helen's in background

I wake up sweating and lie there as the adrenaline ebbs, running through what I would take, if I had to leave. The mental cataloging starts: what I have lost already; what I have yet to lose; an inventory of what matters.

Unwrapped by Dina Honour

three empty tubes of wrapping paper

He held it up and out, away from his body and along his arm. He used it to point at us sitting there in front of him. Over the curved edge, he gathered us in his sights.