Somehow the fireflies still emerged that summer, still hovered and would alight, gently curious, on his outstretched hands—they felt soft as a tiny purr,
I’m only a little obsessed with snakes, sharks, and alligators, probably because they’re strong, probably because they scare people. I never saw a live
It’s only a matter of time, said the unidentified guest, brown bands coiled, chin lifted, as if to strike a pose. I never