Nymph of Appalachia by Laura Grant
“The nymph is a lie you tell the fish. The better you tie the lie, with feather and thread and hook, the quicker the bite.” Alma Reed, Nymph Fishing Skills
“The nymph is a lie you tell the fish. The better you tie the lie, with feather and thread and hook, the quicker the bite.” Alma Reed, Nymph Fishing Skills
Once there was a man who loved his donkey, but his donkey didn’t love him back. The donkey loved an eggshell, but the eggshell didn’t love it back.
Cat sits at the kitchen table eating all the cookies. Her father is here, too, scrolling his phone. He’s running for mayor, and he’s losing. Even she knows that.
In high school, Jailbird keeps a cut-throat under his wing, tucked in with the leaves and twigs for the nest in his room.
It’s 7:31 p.m. in the weird light outside a Los Angeles coffee shop, where a pizza delivery guy waits for his pickups.