short stories

  • Dust. Prologue

    Dust. Prologue

    The Mountain Summer 1980 Her stomach is stretched and bulging, heavily protruding from the thin t-shirt she donned for bed the night before. There are wet spots along her side where her toddler’s cloth diaper leaked through and soaked the bedding. She kneels with her bare knees in the hard packed dirt poking the embers Continue reading