Jack was indeed sprawled on the bed, alone in the family cabin, far from the town of Banff, finally, deeply asleep and dreaming. As night passed and…… Read more “Gil Adamson, Ridgerunner (an excerpt)”

Salt water carries her, runs across the boggy hills and craters of her body. If she had a waterproof housing for her camera, Nancy Scordato would’ve brought…… Read more “Anne Perez, Pigeons”