Amazonian Nights

We set out while the Amazon slept. Weary from the hot dampness of the jungle air, we prepared the boat, our guide started the motor, it sputtered loudly, tearing through the silence of the jungle. A group of monkeys cursed us from high above in the canopy as we left the comfort of our camp…

The Devil’s Throat

The devil straddled the river and opened his throat to the world.  Submerged in a steamy heat, his life poured out from him through a stony gash that fell away abruptly.  A writhing madness of white foam and water spewed from his throat and fell earthward, dissipating into a fine mist that added itself to…