Jaunty. Surefire. Full of brass. That’s how people described Clint Burnish. His hair and eyebrows stood straight out as if made of brick clay pushed through a sieve. He bathed once a week, his hair shifting about like an unreliable bird’s nest. Most of the time he wore a golden corduroy suit with a matching … Read moreGift Box
Laverne stepped onto a milk crate, in front of a hand-painted poster of old men and women tossing away their canes; wavy-haired men flexing their muscles; trim-waisted women admiring their jewels; and apple-cheeked children scoring touchdowns. Laverne followed the circus, setting up just outside the grounds, along with the other traveling salesmen. The poster hung … Read moreNot of Heaven Nor of Earth