Stephen CovellJune BugIn the winter of 2017, while hiding in the tub behind a locked bathroom door, I called the police on a bug.Apr 9, 2020Apr 9, 2020
Stephen CovellIn OrbitTabitha, we used to call her Tabby (not because she was particularly cat-like or had orange hair, but because everyone in the neighborhood…Sep 14, 2015Sep 14, 2015
Stephen CovellAgainst the Breakwater“I bet we’ll be past Winnipeg by July.” Albert took a moment to reflect and gaze back with smug satisfaction toward the horizon. The wall…Sep 7, 2015Sep 7, 2015
Stephen CovellThe FollowersIn the shade under the bleachers, Kristin peered through the space between the benches onto the football field. The team was running…Aug 17, 2015Aug 17, 2015
Stephen CovellThe Great Wide Open1000 feet above a serene Georgia forest, sweat is dripping into my eyes. I run my numb fingers over the metal clasps on my reserve chute…Apr 8, 2015Apr 8, 2015
Stephen CovellWhite MountainA path led by the side of a rickety old fence, through a sparse pine wood, and across a well traveled road into a quarry where they used to…Feb 26, 2015Feb 26, 2015