Nonfiction

I.

The current whirled around
The scaly legs
Of a Spinosaurus
A triumphant fisherman
Whose long teeth sank into a sawfish
The river stained red

II.

For all its dirt logging roads leading deep into forests, its dark swamps and trails snaking under a dense canopy of coniferous foliage, Camp Hidden Valley is a place that truly lives up to its namesake.