Eland Summers — The Monarch Review
Eggs – Eland Summers
Tuesday, May 1, 2012 15:14 — 2 Comments
Herald stood at the refrigerator door, palpating the egg he had just taken from the carton. He had made the carton himself from wood pulp and old newspapers. He also farmed the egg himself, from his chickens that he had out back in the chicken coop, which was a little shack that he had built especially for the hens. Herald was proud of his industrious nature and felt close to his work. He continued to feel the egg. Something was off. It was heavy. He shifted it from one hand to the other, letting it drop a little into each […]
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