Posts Tagged as ‘prose’

May 3, 2008

Some Dark Holler

The first summer, they lived in a tent while Archie worked on a small cabin.  It took him a month of rounding up stray cows for Bunk Peck before he could afford two glass windows.  The cabin was snug, built with eight-foot squared-off logs tenoned on the ends and dropped into mortised uprights, a size [...]

December 20, 2007

Mission Life

“He woke in the nave of a ruinous church, blinking up at the vaulted ceiling and the tall swagged walls with their faded frescos. The floor of the church was deep in dried guano and the dropping of cattle and sheep. Pigeons flapped through the piers of dusty light and three buzzards hobbled [...]