Day Three
by Kristin Lennox The sun slunk over the horizon, blood-orange and violet flame, flooding the sandstone formations with morning majesty. Wind whispered across the still-grey canyon floor, rustling through dead grasses, around cactus silhouettes. Jake never tired of the desert sunrise—O’Keeffe, come to life. It’s gonna get so hot, though. “Yeah, but it’s a dry […]