Issue 3 - December 2025 - Tanka prose 5
Behemoth
It’s not far, our friend told us. Just a few yards off the highway, by the river, behind the tall grass. There were no signs or maps. So one warm summer afternoon we set off on an expedition, to find treasure embedded in the wide sedimentary shelf.
day tripping
across millennia
where river mud became stone
my foot within the big toe
of a dinosaur
Michele L. Harvey, USA
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