Kingfisher Blues: An Apocalyptic Love Story

Speculative Short Fiction

Photo Credit — Wendy Cohan

Using her small ration of gas in the old station wagon, Thea came to the river, sat on the cottonwood log leaning over the water, and tried to find some peace. Kush ran in wide circles, sniffing the bushes for recent visitors. But eventually, he found his own peace, paws crossed on the pebbly beach, listening for small creatures rustling in the…