Lightning

The lightning came down and struck the wet grass behind the tower, and the grass was charred and sizzled like a skillet...

Tank

Listen to it - the rhythmic stretch and clank of a machine in the bowels of a forgotten wreck, fighting still and lonely in the dark...

Blind Girl

Sometimes we got stuck playing with the blind girl down the road across from McGill’s orchard, where the robins all nested in the summer and ate the apples...