Moriah Heights
A broken clothesline leans
against its shadow
nothing to hang memories
on
through the stillness of the desert landscape
I meander
fragrance of creosote bush
underfoot
dry winds blow clockwise
shifting transverse ridges of sand
In the distance a prickly pear cactus
tempts the coyote
despite needles
the coyote consumes its fruit
spreading seeds
every thing
transient
even the shadows
….
This is an excerpt from the short story, “Moriah Heights” found in the book Syncopated Rhythms by Paul Rabinowitz (Finishing Line Press), and can be found at https://www.finishinglinepress.com/product/syncopated-rhythms-by-paul-rabinowitz/
Paul Rabinowitz is an author, photographer and founder of ARTS By The People. His work is often intertextual, and frequently thematically centered upon the process of art-making through varied forms and pathways. He is the author of 5 books including The Clay Urn; Limited Light; truth, love and the lines in between; Grand Street, Revisited. Syncopated Rhythms is his first book of short stories.
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