Voices on the Wind Voices from Home
Candy-Light by Kathryn Jacobs We blinked in bronze-light, filtered like we'd stepped into a cup of amber, or the sun were glazed with russet spectacles; knit trees with interwoven needles, all the green leached out as if the copper under-glow drank up the missing color; sun-stitched trees in fuzzy light like melted caramel we waded into, sticky. Then emerged into the bright thin spill of watered-down like we'd been robbed of something: stricken, now that so much concentrated chestnut glow was trodden underfoot.