The Water in Brenham By Skyler Inman

It was skin-burning hot, and Ann Charlotte could hear cicadas in the dry brush. She knew it must have been at least ninety-nine degrees, because her thighs and her shoulders and the whole length of her right arm and leg … Continue reading

Wildflower Season By Skyler Inman

The water smelled like sulfur and the ceiling panels of the toolshed housed hornets’ nests. Most afternoons, the summer heat was so extreme it shivered and vibrated above the ground, bugs chirping and whirring in the tall, dry grass. Wimberley, Texas, … Continue reading