The buffalo arrived on the island at daybreak.
From where he stood, on the deck of a seaside hotel built by a chewing-gum baron, Indian #9 watched as crates were lowered from the ship by toady, copper-necked men in wool. Back inside, the other actors were still in bed, comatose and saddle-sore, but Indian #9 had lain awake all night, listening to the waves sucking at the sand below. In a few hours he’d be in bronzer and a wig, mouthing his very first line of dialogue to the excited crank of the camera.
Leslie Parry is the author of the novel Church of Marvels (Ecco, 2015). Her short stories have appeared in VQR, The Missouri Review, The Cincinnati Review, The PEN/O, Henry Prize Stories, and elsewhere. She is a graduate of the Iowa Writers’ Workshop and the recipient of a fellowship from the National Endowment of the Arts.