Contributions by Brian Heston

Issue 11 | Summer 2012

Barking at the Storm

By | Poetry

The Doberman across the alley is at it again, so I get up to shout. Clouds have gathered. Thunder raises its hammer just overhead; two halogen lamps lean over the alley, flickering brightness. His head peeks out from the doorway of his flimsy house, bending each time that long, electric finger descends from the sky, …