A flash fiction set on a porch in Illinois
The crows mock and the hammock rocks as evening comes in to land. The thunderheads smoke with unspoilt rain, and the wind-chime idles into a John Cage moment, tinged with a last, doleful, hollow note...
The crows mock and the hammock rocks as evening comes in to land. The thunderheads smoke with unspoilt rain, and the wind-chime idles into a John Cage moment, tinged with a last, doleful, hollow note...