Work by Daniel W. Davis

  1. In the Pines

    Posted in Fiction, September 2009

    We reached the end of the path and the pines cleared away, reveal­ing a small cabin with smoke ris­ing from out behind it. Wilcox and I tied our horses to a rot­ten hitch­ing post near the forest’s edge then stood there, tak­ing in the view. The yard was in sham­bles, strewn with debris of various [...]

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