In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay's first paragraph.
"Gather dry wood, make some stacks. Kindling cracks as we feed the starving flames. Need more, need more! Larger, I say. Place it in slowly as to not smother the young inferno. The heat grows thicker as the August air crisps and darkens. Orange light beckons to my friends, running across the field. 'Watch out for groundhog holes!' I warn. They approach with sweet hugs, six-packs of Honey Brown and bottles of Woodchuck Cider."
Japp, Melissa A.
"The Last Bonfire,"
The Angle: Vol. 2000
, Article 29.
Available at: https://fisherpub.sjfc.edu/angle/vol2000/iss4/29