Writer in San Francisco, CA
It’s a muggy San Francisco morning and a wall of fog hangs low in the west as I walk to the store to pick up a few groceries. Golden potatoes, frozen broccoli, hard cider, chicken tenders, tofu, and more. The air is heavy, humid, and I sweat a bit, my cotton shirt sticks to my…
Hello, It’s been a while. I haven’t posted anything since June with my Creature in the Forest series but I’ve read a few books, more recently Circe which I kind of enjoyed kind of didn’t toward the end (story = meh, but the writing is good).
They have scared all the other animals away while they look for that man wedged in the rocks.
I’m drinking from the belly of a doe I just tore up
I can smell his blood still, it’s left a trail I’m sure the cougar and maybe a wandering bear will pick it up soon.