Get NiftyLit news & updates delivered directly to your inbox. Click here to subscribe to our newsletter.

Skip to main content
Original artwork by Aaron Bo Heimlich

Under the Boulder

Mariah Thompson

There was a scorpion on the settlement

our class visited when I was 8 or 9, I don’t remember. 

Travis or Kevin picked up a rock and there it was, dark

and poised for the striking. Fascination spilled 

into pooled horror. I ran. 


Yesterday I called my father. Again the line rang and again

he did not pick up.