Author Archives: Salamander Intern

  My little boat can only go so far. The coiled rope unwinds from the dock to just about midway across the lake— the point where the trees on the other shore unblur— before the horn cleat catches. The tether … Read More

  The bird limped through my dreams, my days. I’d seen it for two weeks, stitching steps across the ball field, swift as a jacket zipper. It’d see me coming and rake one wing across the grass, hitch in its … Read More

  Nine days since we’ve seen the sun, the clouds buried in clouds. Light falls in vellum strands like ice from wires. The river’s splintered pane belies a warmer future. So we enter another childless winter. Another month, another season … Read More

  Here is another hive the eye might climb into, another place I’d like to put my hands, as if the heart were wings at work under the chicken wire, as if the skin and bone were apiary,   when … Read More