Even those yucky yucca plants are sweating today. Even those cool desert cats in their shadowy burrows—what’s the word?—perspire. Today, I say, the prairie dogs plunge, the red ants blister, the javelinas hovel, and the tourists eat bagels outside the café under misters or in the gift shop where everything shines but nothing glistens.
A young man and his younger brother encounter an episode of stranger-danger at a fictionalized version of the Arizona-Sonora Desert Museum. It’s a great museum (zoo) if you ever visit Tucson. This story is published in Far Enough East, a wonderful little lit-mag originally based out of Shanghai, China.
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