The Fourth River

Sophie Rosenblum

Flash Fiction by Sophie Rosenblum

By on May 8, 2013

Pebble Eyes The chickens are bulletproof these days, sacks of flesh with beakless, nickel-sized heads that barely contain a brain. We’ve engineered them this way, paper bag-colored hairless meat bricks ready for plates. Hens in my day were gorgeous. Full-feathered