On the morning after the vote a star somewhere will collapse in upon itself, sending tiny ripples across the universe. A woman will birth her first child, a grandfather will breathe his last. The hawk who lives at the top of the cottonwood tree will again hunt his breakfast as birdsong breaks just on the … Continue reading After the Vote
Month: October 2020
A story for shriveled people
You might be like that man in the synagogue. The crippled one. The man with the withered hand. This may as well be your name. It is the thing that defines you. This is what you carry with you—this disability that has sidelined every dream or plan and directed your life’s path. This is what … Continue reading A story for shriveled people