BLACK QUENCH

by Len Kuntz

The girl at the river scoops up

handfuls of

warm soup,

brewed black by the beaten

Sudan sun.

She knows how lucky she is, this thirsty child.

Her mother told her there was no water to drink anywhere,

that it had all gone bad.

Len Kuntz lives on a lake in rural Washington State with his wife, son, an eagle and three pesky beavers.  His short fiction appears widely in print and online at such places as Vis A Tergo, Clutching At Straws, and Amphibi.Us.

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