The Cows by Elizabeth Jacobson
“The Cows” by Elizabeth Jacobson Now that I have read this story about the cows I think of them at night when I cannot sleep, how they are so still in their grassy field, seemingly suspended like animations of themselves. Even though there are only 3, I count them over and over, envision them as if I were floating above their pasture, observe the different stances they choose: the 3 of them standing bottom to...
Snake Pit by Berwyn Moore
“Snake Pit” by Berwyn Moore Tote-‘em-In Zoo Wilmington, NC Camera clenched in hand and pencil wedged behind my ear, I followed him in – Samson the Snake Handler wearing enchanted khaki pants and a safari helmet, and me, daring reporter, in summer sandals. Not one stirred as we entered, their stillness tangled in shadow. Heads, tails, indistinct. Sleepless eyes guarded every corner –...
Greenman by Maureen McQuerry
“Greenman” by Maureen McQuerry It was this way, in the heart of the forest: green sea deep and light, leaves like rippling water, a steady heartbeat of silence. It was this way, a mere tickle an itching of the scalp and suddenly every movement becomes a rustle as tufts of hair unfurl to leaf, a flourish of jade moustache sprouting and curling from raw, nude skin. My legs and fingers swollen wood, ridged and...
Jaguar Foretells His Own Extinction by Suzette Bishop
“Jaguar Foretells His Own Extinction” by Suzette Bishop “Our fragile ego drives us to possess the beauty and strength of the jaguar, so we kill it, then hang it on the wall, walk on it on the floor, or wear it like an ancient Maya King . . . the jaguar, despite its strength, is no match for the jungle-eating machinery of man.” Alan Rabinowitz,...
Break Beauty by Lisbeth Davidow
“Break Beauty” by Lisbeth Davidow The lights of lower Manhattan shone in the night sky beyond the bank of large, paned, arched, uncovered windows. In front of the windows, the other eight members of June Finch’s dance company stood quietly in the dark. Wearing a pale yellow leotard and matching tights, I danced alone under a spotlight in the center of the broad, sumptuous Merce Cunningham Studio on...
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