Joseph Young

I've never been south, she said. They lived in Bloomington, the road the black row in soyfields of birds. Only north. East or west. Noon fixed dust like snow.

Joseph Young lives in Baltimore, where he writes microfiction and on the arts. He enjoys collaborating with visual and other artists—his text, their images. Visit his blog, Very Small Dogs.

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