Actaeon
Do we chase? Are we not born to chase? We have four legs, while the man has two. The man has arms, to carry the bow, and shoot the bow; […]
Tag Archives: forest
Acetone
When the monkey was let out of its cage, it didn’t escape into the forest. Pine trees surrounded Miskatonic University, and gave it its signature aroma, wet needles, the perfect […]
Accelerando
I got lost on my way to Maine, about a year after college, trying to make the last thirty miles on an empty tank of gas. I didn’t make it. […]
Abreast
The weasels lined up, five abreast, in a file five deep. Old Granny Badger cast her eyes over them from the long fuzzy spire of her snout. “Gentlemen,” she croaked, […]
Pierce Nahigyan 