My Brother, Coyote

by James Buchanan

  “No. If I give it back death will find you. I don’t want you to leave me.” His kisses and tears dropped into red-brown hair. “If I let it find you, you will go away and then you will haunt me.”

  Keening wails rattled the windows. Seth’s body was wracked with sobs… but no tears. Only living men shed tears.

  “Atsilí, all I do is haunt you now!”

  ~hane’~