Old Business,
by Vanessa Haley

Slow tumult, then tumbling with the river’s currents, eels darkening remainders of daylight, the snapping turtle sequestering its own swamp of sorrows, damselflies--hyacinth needles with nothing to sew--zigzagging as the tide rose and fell, their prism-vision registering: tiger lilies folding, the velvet black and yellow of bumble bees holding honeysuckle, minnows’ shimmering gold, relinquishing themselves to … Continue Reading ››