1. So it begins

Introductions, explanations, mountaineering.

Here’s an excerpt from a current work in progress. Let’s call this piece THE BAT.

On summer nights, a group of bats often circle my front lawn, tracing wild arcs in the evening air. My son and I named the singular bat we saw here last summer ‘Dak’, but this year there seem to be three or four bats, a whole gang of them wheeling about nightly. I sat on my front steps sometimes, once my boy was sleep (he was three at the time I wrote this), and watched those creatures playing about in the dusk, their bodies dark fleeting silhouetted against the luminous afterglow of the sunset.