Hukka and the Cougar
Issue 15 of The /t?mz/ Review, April 2021
“It was November when the cougar came; she knew from a calendar carved in smooth silver birch. Squatting outside her shack, using a tree trunk for balance, ankles shackled by tatty long underwear, Del gazed at Orion’s belt. Satellites in orbit cluttered constellations, like static on a screen. Cold air chilled exposed skin, urine streamed into a tuft of moss, and a sultry voice spoke.”
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