BESTIARY There is no place to hide before God ………. whose name we invented as if our imagination needed a shelter from the storm or a hut of our own to come home to or, perhaps, a safe to put away our terrific ………. treasures. There is no place to hide before animals, ………. themselves […]
Miki Fukuda | THE FALL
THE FALL October ripens as the fallen apples rot on an orchard bed. In the woods of Golden Acres Park, daylight descends whitely on branches, leaves, and the crushed-stone path that winds through the trees turning in fall. It is afternoon, is customary on the bed of stones for a hoary slumber to pin a […]