While she broke through the sticky-red flesh with a sharpened stick, she recalled piercing a marshmallow while camping.


Steam from her father, a crucified marionette, mixed with the morning fog.


“But, I don’t think the crows will be scared,” she said, considering the dripping silhouette. “I think they will feast.”


Julia Travers is a writer and artist in Virginia, U.S.A. She grew up near the Chesapeake Bay and now lives in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains. Her creative works are published with Fish Publishing, Bowery Poetry, Rattapallax, Whurk Magazine, Ecological Citizen, On Being, The Mindfulness Bell and others. See more: juliatravers.journoportfolio.com, Twitter @traversjul