Another Word Every Day

wind or the rush of a frightened squirrel falling to the ground and running to find a tree again. The glow

those that remained sat frightened in their homes, peering out into their neighborhoods, ducking behind curtains at the hush of

on the road. They glowed clear, reflecting in the sky above the mountain. But Bergankill was not empty, and

of the mountains, keeping constant patrol. That night, they set up bright artificial lights, beaming white, hot lights

of Bergankill had been closed off and shut down. The National Guard sat on the other side

Humans took to their cars and drove out, past the mountains. Within hours, the isolated town

river and through the cracks in the ground. Ants and bugs ran to the rooftops.

your hair around, and it would be almost clear. The sunlight poured from the

front of you. Then in an instant, the wind would change again, whip

Sometimes the fog was so thick you couldn't see three feet in

The wind whipped every which way, rain blew sideways and upwards.

ground. Deer chased after dogs. Birds fell into the underbrush.

trees opened their petals and turned them to the

were salmon. The new-blossomed flowers in the

and up the falls as if it

the river, drifting through the turns

Today the sun rose below