Expanded Field
Tiny Short Stories
1. Bones
On the eighth anniversary of our dog’s death, we decided to go back to the old house and dig him up, just to see. And we laughed at the chicken bones we found buried amongst the dirt and childhood fantasies.
Trapping a Fox
A starving fox limping through the trees,
the rushing water mingles with the sound of buzzing bees,
up ahead the smell of nourishment carried with the breeze begging please,
calling forward the fox with the greatest of ease.