relic
On the front of the garage / above a wall that was a door / is a metal loop / screwed to crumbling melamine
Still Life, Pond in Autumn
Kieran sat unmoving in his equally motionless kayak, the bright yellow plastic divided in two perfect halves by the mirror of the water’s surface.
Catch and Release
The fishing hole looked almost too good to be true. The current would slowly carry the lure right past the submerged trunk, where hungry fish might be hiding. “Catch and release,” Brent muttered…