Activity

a couple of syllables, indelible in the mind's ear

I could feel the sickness spreading like oil over the cool salubrious feeling

Forests are falling to many things—drought, fire, sudden oak death, gypsy moths, pine and engraver beetles, rust, and plain old felling for farms and subdivisions. But there’s always the same distal cause

With one peremptory hand he seats her at a conference table made of outlawed mahogany

He goes out back to check the culvert. It’s overflowing into an improvised creek through the rented porch