THE SNAKE • by Brian Yansky
We were traveling from one end of the country to the other. It was first light in a town I’d never been in, Santa Fe. I was walking the dog near downtown after walking the brick trail down from the… Continue Reading
We were traveling from one end of the country to the other. It was first light in a town I’d never been in, Santa Fe. I was walking the dog near downtown after walking the brick trail down from the… Continue Reading
I watch these parents and their wild children while I clean up the trash and empty the bins. Not a job I enjoy, but Dr. Sanders says work and routines are important. Clyde Peeling’s Reptile Land is a place for… Continue Reading
For most people, the dry Phoenix heat left their hair as limp as over-boiled Top Ramen noodles. However, it made Molly’s full head of snakes absolutely crazy with joy of the sun — the electrified poof of ’80s Weird Al… Continue Reading
Seera stood firm, facing the serpent’s jaws with a calm face. Her black hair swept back in the breeze, her eyes held a light of their own. “I forgive you,” she said. The serpent coiled in a mass of shining… Continue Reading