Once upon a time, in the softness and perfect blossoming of a July summer, a butterfly was fluttering at the whim of the wind, under the knowing gaze of the sun. She flew high in the sky, higher than ... [+]
Charles Joseph Albert lives with his wife and 3 teenage sons, works as a metallurgist, and only writes when no one is looking. Except maybe his dog. "The Tiger in the Asian Wood," originally published in Assisi, is featured in Short Édition's series, The Current.
Originally published in Assisi
The tiger in the Asian wood gives no thought to "did" or "should," but, ever tense and present, will plunge forward to her future kill. We humans run a different race, and won't let go of our past case; never far from who we'd been, like snakes still trapped in prior skin.