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…
Organic Gardening
The headless corpse of a chupacabra lay in the mulch below the lion topiary. “Third time this month,” grumbled Tom the gardener, prodding at the thing with his foot as he wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.
Sweeping Out the Stables
Lunette imagined the sound of the metal spade swooshing down. She imagined their wails and it made her smile, made her hand hurt less.