by Laura Parker Roerden We first see the humpbacks at the surface, their mouths ballooning open, unfolding in pleats like a girl’s skirt caught in the wind. Seawater and herring is caught now as soup meeting hunger. There are nine whales, I’m told. Their mouths seem to open up as if the hinge that holdsContinue reading “Humpbacks Feeding”
Monthly Archives: September 2017
The Bobcat
by Laura Parker Roerden I awoke to a moonlit hayfield, as if entering a dream. A bobcat, crouched in dried grass, was staring at me. I watched back, his frighteningly large outline a shadow, his two eyes outstretched as if handing me something. He lifted the full moon from the edge of the now darkContinue reading “The Bobcat”