Late Fall 2020
Yesterday I walked down the long hill toward the lake horizon, Ontario moved inscrutably northeast. So many leaves on the ground whose little remaining color had leached out, and legions of mares’ tails in the western sky curved firmly as if just brushed, preceded by spaced paw prints overhead, their eastward direction signifying the coming […]
When Everything Gets Back to Normal
By William Pruitt We’re living in a bungalow in Western Florida when Wolf Boy attacks. My wife gets out of the house while I distract A second, larger intruder joins the fray we get in the car and tear down the coast road past the causeway We stop at […]