From the Foxhole
Sick of Killing
a squirrel's death in the mountains
By Alex E. Limkin
i was driving in the mountains at dawn. there were spots of ice and snow. i spotted two dark lumps in the road that looked like chunks of ice that had fallen off the bottom of a truck. i slowed down. then the chunks moved, just slightly, and i realized, now less than 50m away, that the chunks of ice were in fact a pair of squirrels.
Odds & Ends
By Devin D. O’Leary
Funny because it happens to someone else.
Monthly Meeting of the Mind (& Brain) at North Domingo Baca Multigenerational Center
¡Baile! Casino/Cuban-Style Salsa and Rueda de Casino Classes at National Hispanic Cultural Center
Ballet-Afrique Contemporary Dance Fusion at Maple Street Dance Studio (Alley Entrance)More Recommented Events ››