For the Lights of Southwest Roanoke County

by NATHAN FRIEDMAN

It is a hard place to let go of, here: land of plenty, sodium-vapor, sweet, sweeter than liquor, than clear bags of wasps drowned in yellow syrup that, although full of their twitching dead, was irresistible. Such was their hunger. Such is the hunger that drives bloated tomato worms to strip whole gardens of their supple cellulose. Such is the hunger that devours mountains for the raggedy, leftover, bituminous veins that light grocery store parking lots through dark mornings when the feral creatures, awake, congregate around musky, calorie-rich dumpsters set back in the weeds.

NATHAN FRIEDMAN grew up in Virginia. His work has appeared in Crab Orchard Review, and he is an MFA Candidate at McNeese State University in Lake Charles, Louisiana.