Two Inch Perspective by Beth Lahaie Hayward Fault
Line Winner
Technology Can't Take the Heat by Joanne Faries Dorsal Winner
Hot August Nights
It's August; it's hot outside; the heat doesn't subside at night. We look out a window and see nothing except a bit of smoke. Something about the way smoke lingers in the air tells us that summer is about over. It urges us to "make hay while the sun shines." We wake at 3 am restless, toss and turn, get up and stare out the window. We see nothing except an old ally cat near the fence; we sense something raw and fearful. We go out for a walk.
