Maryse Hile

When each gust of wind grabbed it the web  convulsed, its thready grid rolling like one of  those animations of a space-time warp.  Its sole denizen hunched, hungry, in the refuge  of a redwood mooring, senses alit with need,  as another windy wave tugged at the dawn’s  dew-beads until they dropped from lofty skeins  – […]

Restitution In the tidal pool I hopped gingerly from stone to stone, caught up in the cozy staging of it all: the lazy water lapping at my sneakers, the colors of each trapped little creature magnified as if from baubles behind glass in some salty storefront. I peeled one tenacious dweller from a submerged perch, […]

At their confluence, the waters roiled and rebelled at having to shed their former selves, so placid and alone. The tumultuous tryst yielded only to grassy banks that guided and contained the thrashing, which swept along all creatures scaly and slimy, without mercy — a vengeance exacted for the concession. Whether from distance or habit, […]