All the Camels in Texas“No. Austin ain’t in the desert” The taxi driver shouts, over a half open window. “Oh. I told my daughter I was going to the desert. She asked me to take a picture of a camel for her.” The taxi driver laughs as the night air is sucked into the car. “I told her there weren’t any…
Notes From The Zetland
Poetry, vignettes and flash fiction.