FICTION: Gypsy Spring by David Charpentier   -
On a humid Memorial Day, a fat, hairy caterpillar crawled up a plum tree’s branch toward a lush, green leaf. The caterpillar had eaten a baker’s dozen of leaves earlier that morning, but this piece of emerald succulence, floating on a stem mere inches away, would be the coupe de grâce. His mouth salivated withContinue reading