A Levee Town
by Mark B. Hamilton

I clear the Grand Bar, the sun a burnished disk above the gaudy gambling town of Metropolis. A lone paddlefish, like an ICBM, launches over the waste pits of Allied Chemical and Dye squared off into sections for evaporation, the floodplain furry with bayou and swamp. The click and buzz of cicadas sink into a spell, a roulette wheel spinning above the … Continue Reading ››