A day and night of wind and rain: the big oaks fall; we hear each snap, each crash into the weed-filled pond. All morning long wood chippers and chainsaws scream, turning fallen panoplies of leaves and limbs to mounds of dark brown mulch. Tree trunks, delimbed and cut to length, now line the […]
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Chainsaws, Monarchs and Milkweed
March Madness Flash Fiction Contest!
The top 16 contenders will be selected by MAYDAY fiction editors and the winners will be determined by popular vote on social media beginning March 14.
