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The Redtail Hawk

I remember how icy the alarm clock was that morn ing when I grabbed it and fumbled under the covers for the button. I didn’t want my mother to hear it and get up […]

Kid Kirby

[…] pharmacist’s daughter. Reeves planned to go to pharmacy school over in Pocatello. He for sure wasn’t go ing to be a rancher.  His dad’s ranch at Almy was down the Bear River five miles […]

The Renovation of Marsha Fletcher

[…] few feet before settling in the middle of the carpet. Once again she inserted her fingers un der the waistband of her bell bottom jeans and began rubbing, very lightly, as much as she […]

Hozhoogoo Nanina Doo

[…] But it was his last night on the reservation (his very last, this time), and he was  determined to finish. Even if it took all night. He would finish. Max dipped the brush again […]

The Black Door

[…] he moved in and that he had at least those three until the day he was mur dered. We had all seen the construction of the three identical houses on what had been a […]

Defending Jose

Samuel was watch ing the door intently when they let José in. He stood up, smiled as if he were greeting an old friend. He opened his body toward the inmate and reached out, […]

Wolves

[…] who was also seventeen, hopped a freight in the Provo yards to start a trip to Wash ington, D.C., to visit David’s Aunt Doris, his dad’s sister. Just before they started back, Cleon was […]

Sanctuaries

[…] Vera Sales System. As far as she’s concerned, there’s nothing she can’t control, clean up, cure, or deny. A scripture or two, a little cactus juice, and voila! Take up your bed and walk. […]

Brown

[…] and, in summer, brown skin. It’s not a pretty golden brown like the models in the tann ing lotion ads. It’s a kind of ashy, dirty brown. My eyes are brown like my dad’s. […]

Garden Tomb

[…] Bamboo surrounded and overlooked us. It was so quiet in the mist and the dark green st alks that the sound of our legs moving was an intrusion.  Water sopping out of his boot, […]