The Cub Stayed Beside the Trapped Lioness Until Help Reached the Grass

by months without rain. Dust rolled behind them like a second vehicle. On either side, the savanna opened in long sheets of brittle grass and gray-green thorn, beautiful from a distance and merciless up close. Joseph drove with one hand on the wheel and the other resting near the radio, listening to the changing sounds of the evening.

A fish eagle called continue reading …