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’Kee
fe, J
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e De
e Pa
rker
,Sa
lly V
an D
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i Wes
thoff
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orld
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pai
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a o
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rivat
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Conten
ts
Brad
ley
J. Fe
stO
ne S
umm
er N
ear N
iaga
ra
Kath
ryn
Haem
mer
le1.
(n.)
the
spac
e th
roug
h w
hich
ligh
t pas
ses
2. (n
.) an
ope
n sp
ace
betw
een
Kris
n L
aFol
le e
teac
hes E
nglis
h an
d hu
man
i es
to c
olle
ge
stud
ents
in n
orth
ern
Indi
ana
whe
re sh
e liv
es w
ith h
er h
usba
nd.
Mic
hael
Lau
chla
n ha
s poe
ms i
n th
e Th
e Co
rtla
nd R
evie
w, N
ew
Engl
and
Revi
ew, T
he N
orth
Am
eric
an R
evie
w, a
nd V
irgin
ia
Qua
rter
ly. T
rum
bull
Ave.
is fo
rthc
omin
g fr
om W
SU P
ress
.
Glor
ia M
onag
han
is an
Ass
ocia
te P
rofe
ssor
at W
entw
orth
Ins
tute
in
Bos
ton.
Her
wor
k ha
s app
eare
d in
Arie
s, S
lope
, and
Spoo
nful
. In
2012
, Fin
ishin
g Li
ne P
ress
pub
lishe
d he
r cha
pboo
k Fl
awed
.
Darr
en M
orris
has
pub
lishe
d po
ems a
nd st
orie
s. A
noth
er p
oem
cu
rren
tly a
ppea
rs in
New
Ohi
o Re
view
.
Sher
ry O
’Kee
fe is
the
auth
or o
f Cra
ckin
g G
eode
s Ope
n an
d M
akin
g G
ood
Use
of A
ugus
t. Sh
e ha
s rec
ent p
oetr
y an
d pr
ose
at
Cam
as: t
he N
atur
e of
the
Wes
t, Es
cape
Into
Life
, and
PAN
K.
Jacq
uelin
e De
e Pa
rker
is a
n ar
st,
poet
, and
inst
ruct
or o
f art
at
Loui
siana
Sta
te U
nive
rsity
. Her
mix
ed m
edia
pai
n n
gs re
side
in
priv
ate
and
corp
orat
e co
llec
ons
aro
und
the
US
and
her p
oem
s ap
pear
in jo
urna
ls su
ch a
s Atla
nta
Revi
ew, E
-ra
o, T
he C
ortla
nd
Revi
ew, C
helse
a, a
nd T
he S
outh
ern
Revi
ew.
Sally
Van
Dor
en is
the
auth
or o
f Pos
sess
ive
(LSU
Pre
ss 2
012)
and
Se
x at
Noo
n Ta
xes,
(LSU
Pre
ss 2
008)
, whi
ch re
ceiv
ed th
e W
alt
Whi
tman
Aw
ard
from
the
Acad
emy
of A
mer
ican
Poe
ts.
She
lives
in
St.
Loui
s and
New
Yor
k Ci
ty.
Kam
i Wes
thoff
tea
ches
Cre
a v
e W
ri n
g at
Wes
tern
Was
hing
ton
Uni
vers
ity. H
er w
ork
has a
ppea
red
in jo
urna
ls su
ch a
s Car
ve, T
he
Mad
ison
Revi
ew, M
erid
ian,
Pho
ebe,
and
Thi
rd C
oast
.
-
The
2Riv
er V
iew
, 18.
4 (S
umm
er 2
014)
Contrib
utors
Brad
ley J
. Fes
t Bra
dley
J. Fe
st is
a V
isi n
g Le
ctur
er a
t the
Uni
vers
ity
of P
i sb
urgh
. His
poem
s ha
ve a
ppea
red
in v
ario
us jo
urna
ls, a
nd
his
essa
ys h
ave
been
pub
lishe
d in
bou
ndar
y 2,
The
Sile
nce
of
Fallo
ut, a
nd e
lsew
here
. He
blog
s at T
he H
yper
arch
ival
Par
alla
x.
Kath
yrn
Haem
mer
le h
olds
a b
ache
lor’s
deg
ree
in E
nglis
h lit
erat
ure
and
crea
ve
wri
ng
from
Sai
nt M
ary’
s Col
lege
in
Sout
h Be
nd, I
ndia
na. S
he n
ow re
sides
in B
osto
n. T
he tw
o po
ems
publ
ished
her
e ar
e fr
om h
er c
olle
c o
n Ap
ertu
re.
April
Kriv
ensk
y st
udie
s at t
he U
nive
rsity
of I
llino
is U
rban
a—Ch
ampa
ign.
Her
wor
k ha
s bee
n fe
atur
ed in
Blu
epep
per,
Lake
Ci
ty L
ight
s, a
nd T
he O
rang
e Ro
om R
evie
w. H
er m
othe
r and
old
er
siste
r are
her
big
gest
her
oes f
or a
ll th
eir s
uppo
rt a
nd e
ndle
ss
love
.
April
Kriv
ensk
yPr
int
Delta
Wav
e
Kris
n L
aFol
le e
Care
ful E
xam
ina
on
Enzy
mes
Mic
hael
Lau
chla
nHu
nger
Lak
eSk
etch
Glo
ria M
onag
han
Tore
roVe
roni
ca
Darr
en M
orris
Rum
ors o
f Exi
sten
ceW
alki
ng O
ut
Sher
ry O
’Kee
feW
ater
colo
rs N
eed
to A
void
Dire
ct S
unlig
htBr
eakf
ast a
t the
Ow
l Caf
é
Jacq
uelin
e De
e Pa
rker
The
Arbo
rteu
mTh
e G
uild
Hou
se E
lege
y
Sally
Van
Dor
enHi
gh P
riest
ess
Jus
ce
Kam
i Wes
thoff
Bu
tche
r Day
The
Last
A e
r
-
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er V
iew
, 18.
4 (S
umm
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Kam
i Wes
thoff
Th
e La
st A
er
Rain
slic
ks th
e st
airs
into
liab
ility
.Th
e m
othe
r clu
tche
s the
raili
ng w
ith o
ne h
and,
its p
aint
fl ec
kshe
r glo
ve. T
he to
p st
air r
ecei
ves h
er fo
ot lik
e pl
aydo
ugh.
Her
infa
ntda
ught
er g
runt
s, fr
ees a
fi st
from
the
swad
dle.
Her
tong
ue c
licks
agai
nst t
he ro
of o
f her
mou
th. B
efor
e th
e m
othe
rca
n w
ill it
oth
erw
ise, m
ilk su
rges
from
duc
t to
capi
llary
to n
ippl
e,w
aste
s its
elf o
n th
e co
ony
cup
s of h
er b
ra.
He h
as a
sked
to se
e he
r one
mor
e m
e. B
efor
ew
hat,
she
isn’t
sure
. She
has
seen
so m
any
a e
rs w
ith h
im. F
ace
dow
n on
thei
r wed
ding
nigh
t, su
re sh
e w
ould
rip
in tw
o. N
eigh
bor
girls
hur
ried
away
from
hop
scot
ch a
nd ju
mp
rope
san
d bl
owin
g bu
bble
s so
big
gum
stuc
kto
thei
r eye
lash
es w
hen
they
bur
st. H
is yo
unge
r sist
er,
hunc
hed
like
a ha
unte
d to
the
It’s a
girl
. In
side,
he
serv
es lu
kew
arm
coff
ee
whi
le sh
e nu
rses
the
baby
.He
cra
cks s
hells
and
clin
ks a
lmon
ds, w
hich
he
says
are
goo
dfo
r milk
pro
duc
on,
into
a b
owl b
esid
e he
r. Sh
ehe
sitat
es, h
avin
g re
ad so
mew
here
they
con
tain
ars
enic
. Or
was
it a
mm
onia
? Th
e da
ught
er p
ulls
her h
ead
from
her
nip
ple
as if
she
has s
omet
hing
to sa
y. T
he m
othe
r pos
i on
sth
e ba
by o
n th
e ot
her b
reas
t, its
mou
th re
ceiv
es th
e ni
pple
,an
d th
e m
ilk b
urst
s int
o he
r mou
th li
ke th
e an
swer
to a
que
s o
n so
meo
ne fi
nally
ask
ed.
-
Kam
i Wes
thoff
Bu
tche
r Day
Toda
y is
butc
her d
ay. C
love
r dra
gs h
er im
poss
ible
tong
ue o
ver
the
salt
lick,
slip
s it i
nto
one
then
the
othe
r nos
tril.
Our
dog
, Bl
acki
e, b
urro
ws i
nto
a bo
ne fr
om la
st n
ight
’s ro
ast,
her t
eeth
cl
unk
low
and
wet
un
l th
e m
arro
w off e
rs. N
eith
er n
o c
e th
e w
hite
truc
k ba
ck in
to th
e dr
ivew
ay, h
ear t
he c
rack
le o
f my
fath
er
unfo
ldin
g th
e en
orm
ous b
lue
tarp
, sm
ooth
ing
it fl a
t aga
inst
th
e co
ncre
te fl
oor o
f the
bar
n. M
y fa
ther
pou
rs g
rain
into
a
buck
et a
nd g
ives
it to
my
siste
r, w
ho u
nlat
ches
the
fenc
e an
d st
eps t
owar
d Cl
over
, her
boo
ts sl
ip a
nd sl
urp
in th
e m
uddy
fi el
d.
Clov
er sw
ays h
er sl
ow a
nd h
eavy
hip
s tow
ard
my
siste
r, lo
wer
s he
r hea
d to
the
grai
n. T
he h
andl
e of
the
buck
et e
eks a
s her
to
ngue
swee
ps th
e gr
ain
into
her
mou
th.
Toda
y w
e ar
e ei
ght a
nd tw
elve
, and
don
’t ye
t kno
w th
ere
is ne
ver e
noug
h m
e to
be
forg
iven
. In
a co
uple
mon
ths,
ou
r nei
ghbo
r will
forc
e hi
s pen
is in
to m
y sis
ter’s
mou
th.
In
fi ve
year
s, sh
e w
ill b
e ra
ped
so b
ruta
lly n
ine
s tc
hes w
ill b
e ne
eded
to m
ake
the
one
back
into
two.
I w
ill m
isund
erst
and
thes
e th
ings
, cal
l her
a sl
ut, t
ell e
very
one
abou
t the
½ in
our
sis
terh
ood
I’d n
ever
bef
ore
thou
ght t
o m
en o
n. S
he w
ill le
arn
to b
e qu
iet,
and
unde
rsta
nd a
man
onl
y by
the
thin
gs h
e ca
n’t
help
him
self
from
doi
ng. B
ut to
day
I wat
ch h
er fe
ed C
love
r one
la
st m
eal.
And
whe
n sh
e is
hoist
ed o
nto
the
butc
her’s
hoo
k, sl
it op
en, a
nd th
at in
tric
ate
and
beau
ful s
yste
m o
f life
rele
ases
on
to th
e ta
rp, w
e ho
ld h
ands
and
stan
d so
clo
se th
e n
y ha
irs
on o
ur sk
inny
legs
rise
and
rest
as o
ne.
Brad
ley
J. Fe
st
One
Sum
mer
Nea
r Nia
gara
Thro
wn
in th
e w
ay o
f tha
t nev
er fo
rgo
en
nunn
ery,
the
wife
in h
er c
ooki
ng a
pron
cam
e ou
t to
tast
e th
e ne
edle
s whe
n th
e ra
ins c
ame
that
yea
r,an
d sh
e on
ly re
mem
bere
d tw
is n
g he
r arm
s thr
ough
the
blen
der
whi
le m
ar n
i mist
aken
wat
er w
ound
dow
n th
e st
eps.
So c
old
was
the
thou
ght o
f the
lang
uid
mop
to w
ash
the
bloo
d up
; n
y se
a an
emon
es w
aded
thei
r way
into
the
back
bone
of t
he tu
rkey
bre
ast.
Blue
trel
lises
in th
e w
ake
of th
is w
ayw
ard
hous
ehol
dhe
ld so
gen
tly v
ines
air-
brus
hed
a sig
nify
ing
gray
;th
ose
li le
rood
s let
the
conv
ersio
n of
ear
th
snak
e up
them
tow
ard
the
ra e
rs, t
owar
d th
e ra
in d
ucts
.
So m
uch
liqui
d w
ashe
d th
roug
h th
at a
pron
one
sum
mer
,a
river
, Let
he, c
ould
hav
e pa
ssed
unn
o c
edin
that
nig
ht im
preg
nate
d w
ith st
eam
and
soile
d bl
ue je
ans.
Fina
lly, h
er fi
rst b
orn
wou
ld c
ome
over
the
ridge
, co
mpr
ehen
ding
all
the
cont
ents
of h
is liv
ing
room
in a
gla
nce.
The
mop
felt
akin
to th
e tr
ellis
that
sum
mer
,th
eir w
ood
clut
ched
so
ghtly
in th
e pa
lm o
f som
ethi
ng n
ew
to b
e ad
ded
to th
e sp
inni
ng g
lobe
.
-
Kath
ryn
Haem
mer
le
1. (
n.) t
he sp
ace
thro
ugh
whi
ch li
ght p
asse
s in
any
op
cal
inst
rum
ent.
An o
peni
ng th
at li
mits
the
quan
ty o
f lig
ht th
at c
an e
nter
an
obje
ct.
Or a
tent
, a st
reet
. At n
ight
ther
e ar
e on
ly la
nter
ns.
They
line
the
fairg
roun
d st
reet
s tha
t lea
d to
whi
rrin
g bl
aze
of ri
des a
nd c
arni
val s
ick-
smel
ls on
Cal
le d
el Infi e
rno.
A m
an a
nd w
oman
can
not r
emem
ber h
ow to
use
wor
ds.
Inst
ead
they
con
stru
ct im
ages
from
ben
tlig
ht, g
uess
ing
the
secr
ets o
f lan
tern
s str
ung
abov
e.Th
ey st
and
apar
t fac
ing
each
oth
er, d
ress
ed li
ke a
fl am
enco
danc
er a
nd n
inet
eent
h ce
ntur
y An
dalu
sian
hors
eman
. Sh
e av
oids
his
gaze
by
turn
ing
tow
ard
a gi
rl ta
king
a p
hoto
of th
e ne
on g
reen
alg
odón
stan
d. T
he w
oman
imag
ines
hers
elf a
ppea
ring
in th
e ph
oto,
gro
tesq
ue a
nd d
istor
ted
in fi
ltere
d gl
are.
She
hat
es h
ow th
e m
an st
ands
ben
eath
the
whi
test
ring
of p
aper
lant
erns
, fac
e ov
erex
pose
d an
d et
here
al.
He co
nvin
ces.
Whe
n sh
e ob
serv
es h
is st
are
and
feel
s the
pre
ssur
eof
his fi n
gers
und
erex
pose
d in
tend
erne
ss o
n he
r ski
n, sh
e kn
ows t
hat i
f he
coul
d sp
eak
he’d
say,
It’s n
ever
abo
ut w
hat y
ou w
ant.
Sally
Van
Dor
en
Jus
ce
The
devi
l tra
ins m
othe
rTo
trai
n he
r tro
uble
d so
nTo
use
a se
mia
utom
a c
rifl e
And
he sh
oots
her
fi rs
t In
the
face
bef
ore
he o
pens
Fire
on
the
elem
enta
ry sc
hool
.(F
athe
r and
bro
ther
spar
ed,
Havi
ng lo
ng si
nce fl e
d th
e di
r ed
Nes
t.) In
his
mem
oirs
, the
dev
il ci
tes
As o
ne o
f his
grea
test
ach
ieve
men
tsTh
e in
trod
uc o
n of
war
wea
pons
As re
crea
ona
l toy
s in
brok
en Su
burb
an h
ouse
hold
s. T
hat,
And
the
depr
iva
on
of th
e Ri
ghts
of a
six-
year
-old
To
adv
ance
to th
e se
cond
gra
de.
-
Sally
Van
Dor
en
High
Prie
stes
s
Shuffl
e th
e de
ck a
nd w
atch
The
card
s fal
l fro
m th
e to
wer
Into
a h
os le
aud
itoriu
m Fi
lled
with
trut
h va
ndal
s.Do
n’t l
eap
a e
r the
m.
Clut
ch y
our s
todg
y Li
e re
cept
acle
s as y
ouTr
aver
se th
e li
ere
dM
aze
and
pluc
k ea
ch Ca
rd o
ut o
f the
mou
thO
f its
per
petr
ator
.Co
ngra
tula
te y
ours
elf
For h
atch
ing
a pl
an th
atCi
rcum
vent
s you
r ow
n pa
in.
Then
, sta
rt to
slob
ber
As y
our e
ndor
phin
sDi
e do
wn
and
the
bile
Frot
hs u
p ov
er th
e se
at Cu
shio
ns in
the
amph
ithea
ter.
Your
face
wet
. You
r pan
tsW
et. N
obod
y th
ere
to d
ry y
ou.
Kath
ryn
Haem
mer
le
2. (
n.) a
n op
en sp
ace
betw
een
Por
ons o
f sol
id m
a e
r. A
gap.
Or c
hasm
. Orifi
ce.
Cle
.Ho
le. A
byss
. In
som
e W
riter
s of G
eom
etry
, the
Incli
na o
n,or
Lea
ning
of o
ne R
ight
-line
tow
ards
ano
ther
, whi
ch m
eet
in a
poi
nt a
nd m
ake
an A
ngle
. A w
oman
stan
ds b
etw
een
tow
nson
the
shor
e th
at b
elon
gs to
no
one
and
cont
empl
ates
her
will
.Fe
brua
ry w
ind
how
ls un
l ea
rs ri
ng ra
w a
nd s
ng,
then
disfi
gur
esth
e du
nes u
n l
right
-line
s and
wro
ng-li
nes l
ean
ever
ywhe
re. C
old
whi
te sa
nd ri
ses i
n pa
r cl
e clo
uds t
hat l
ink s
olid
wal
ls w
ith n
othi
ng.
Nea
rby,
a m
an fl
y-fi s
hes.
His
unce
rtai
n fl i
cks m
easu
re th
e de
pth
of fi
eld
with
nyl
on li
ne. H
e ra
rely
hoo
ks a
fi sh
. Whe
n he
doe
s,th
ey a
re c
hoke
d by
pla
s c
soda
ring
s. T
he w
oman
exa
min
esw
hat t
he fi
sher
man
doe
s not
wan
t. De
caye
d dr
i w
ood.
Fish
with
em
pty
eyes
and
har
sh m
outh
s, b
ellie
s har
dene
d by
salt.
Som
e m
es, a
lgal
blo
oms w
ash
up li
ke fr
inge
s of r
ippe
d su
non
wat
er. O
r, illu
sory
hal
os ar
ound
a so
urce
. Chr
oma
c ab
erra
ons
. No
light
reac
hes t
he ab
yssa
l zon
e. A
ll cre
atur
es st
are b
ack a
t the
wom
an,
as if
thro
ugh
the
pinh
ole
mou
th o
f a m
ollu
sk sh
ell.
-
April
Kriv
ensk
y
Prin
t
We
fed
you
type
writ
er k
eys a
nd p
umpk
in se
eds.
Took
you
on
long
driv
es to
loca
l mur
ky p
onds
.Th
e th
ree
of u
s nic
kele
d an
d di
med
our
way
thro
ugh
aero
nau
cs
whi
le e
xplo
ring
the
ideo
logi
es o
f tun
a ca
sser
ole
and
chee
se o
mel
ets.
In N
evad
a yo
ur th
roat
feel
s itc
hy.
Hars
h. B
ark.
Hugg
ing
your
uvu
la in
chi
cken
pox
.Br
i le
bon
es li
ne th
e in
side
of y
our p
ostu
re.
Bri
le n
euro
ns n
ever
mak
e yo
u sm
ile a
nym
ore.
70%
tape
. 30%
eye
glas
ses.
Wha
t is s
o diffi
cult
abou
t sta
ying
ver
cal
?A
hors
e on
a c
arou
sel k
eeps
its b
alan
ce.
One
spee
d do
wn
Supe
rior.
A fi x
ed g
ear b
ike
carr
ies m
e lik
e a
sack
of
pot
atoe
s ove
r its
shou
lder
.Fr
om w
hen
I can
’t m
ake
it fr
om th
e to
ilet t
o th
e be
d.Fr
om w
hen
I fal
l asle
ep o
n th
e co
uch
and
the
t.v is
s ll
on.
The fl o
resc
ent a
n in
dica
tor t
hat w
e ca
re a
bout
so
me
thin
gs.
Gum
s ble
edin
g.Co
on
unde
r my fi n
gern
ails.
He ro
pes t
hrou
gh m
y m
ane
and
I pre
tend
to b
e sle
epin
g.A
bed
of p
ocke
ts w
here
I ca
n re
st w
ith th
e lin
t.I a
m th
e je
llyfi s
h.Yo
u ar
e th
e sa
lt w
ater
.
Jacq
uelin
e De
e Pa
rker
The
Gui
ld H
ouse
Ele
gey
Bala
nced
at t
he to
p ru
ng o
f the
ladd
er
he fa
sten
ed
fl ock
ed g
lobe
s to
the
ceili
ng’s
scaff
old
w
ith le
ngth
s of i
nvisi
ble
strin
gas
out
side
that
win
dow
sh
e gr
ew u
p in
side
snow
swirl
ed o
n th
e gr
een’
sth
ree
ston
e ch
urch
es,
blin
king
pizz
aria
s.
In th
e di
spla
y sh
e sa
t cr
oss w
ith e
qua
ons
, st
udyi
ng p
edes
tria
ns
on th
e ot
her s
ide
of g
lass
blus
ter p
ast i
n kn
it ca
ps,
crow
ns o
f cry
stal
s fl uff e
d,
dollo
ps o
f whi
ppin
g cr
eam
, cl
utch
ing
satc
hels
in th
e ru
sh h
our
city
bus
es h
issed
to st
ops.
Ar
ound
the
bloc
k th
e Sc
hube
rt’s
pit o
rche
stra
tu
ned
whi
le h
ere
her f
athe
r,be
nt o
n de
sign
scor
ed
tria
ngle
s in
mat
boar
d so
on p
yram
ids
fi llin
g th
e fl o
or,
a cu
bist
fore
st
he tr
imm
ed w
ith u
ntol
d m
easu
res o
f red
- and
go
ld-fl
ecke
d st
ars.
-
Jacq
uelin
e De
e Pa
rker
The
Arbo
retu
m
One
in fo
ur w
ho m
arry
he
re in
sprin
g m
ay a
er
hono
r sea
sons
of r
abbi
ts
and
burie
d pe
ts, s
uppe
r par
es,
pi
ano
less
ons,
bad
deb
t. M
ay to
ss c
oins
, rea
d ru
nes,
root
for t
roph
ies a
nd b
right
er sm
iles,
be
ar sa
crifi
ces s
o ha
rd
they
ferr
y a
garli
cky
scen
t.
Burn
ing
wic
ks, m
ay b
olst
er
or su
ff er a
ach
men
t, hi
p to
hip
, nig
ht b
y ev
ery
godd
amn
day.
May
tear
gre
ens a
nd p
ick
at th
e co
smos
, dig
impa
ens
in
the
swee
t bay
mag
nolia
’s sh
ade.
May
par
lay
me
to e
rr,
ears
coc
ked,
co
oni
ng to
win
ks
on c
ue le
ave
the
tabl
e,
mas
hing
gra
sses
in
a fa
r fi e
ld,
fl ush
, ano
ther
han
d—
may
late
r spo
t the
eve
ning
pr
imro
se g
limm
er, h
is or
her
to
ngue
ng
ling
with
bi
ers.
April
Kriv
ensk
y
Delta
Wav
e
Sund
ay c
onsis
ted
of tw
o th
ings
:de
ath
and
bicy
cles
.
My
dog
lays
dyi
ng o
n th
e fr
ont y
ard
and
I’m w
atch
ing
from
my
fath
er’s
bay
win
dow
.Do
nald
took
a sh
ot g
un to
its s
kull
and
proc
eede
d to
wal
k ba
ck in
.Lo
adin
g ag
ain,
he
says
“Yo
u kn
ow th
is ne
xt o
ne is
for m
e, ri
ght?
”N
ow m
y da
d an
d do
g ar
e bo
th la
ying
on
the
fron
t yar
d an
d al
l the
sudd
en I’
m o
n a
bicy
cle
tryi
ng to
pick
it u
p to
get
ove
r a tw
o fo
ot w
oode
n w
all.
Ever
ythi
ng w
as so
hea
vy.
Ever
ythi
ng w
as so
hea
vy.
I sw
eat t
hrou
gh m
y sh
irt th
at n
ight
. I w
as m
ore
upse
t abo
ut m
y do
g.
-
Kris
n L
aFol
le e
Care
ful E
xam
ina
on
One
nig
ht I
drea
mt o
f
tree
s and
dang
er a
nd th
at m
ysp
ine
had
been
ope
ned
up
and
exam
ined
.
I dre
amt o
f my
fath
er
in a
fore
st
and
spin
al su
rger
yw
here
som
eone
else
was
bei
ng e
xam
ined
w
hile
the
seas
ons
chan
ged
outs
ide.
It w
as O
ctob
er b
ut
it w
as s
ll h
ot a
nd ra
iny
and
I dre
amt a
bout
chi
ldre
ntr
ick-
or-t
rea
ng
in
oran
ge c
ostu
mes
but m
y br
othe
r was
n’t
one
of th
em.
I dre
amt t
hat h
e w
as a
scar
ecro
w, st
andi
ng
alon
e in
a fi
eld.
Sher
ry O
’Kee
fe
Brea
kfas
t at t
he O
wl C
afé
Li
fe is
the
stor
y of
bod
ies t
hat l
earn
ed to
con
tain
the
sea.
W
illia
m B
ryan
t Log
an
He’ll
com
e do
wn
from
the
mou
ntai
nev
ery fi
h S
unda
y in
June
to si
p coff e
e fr
om a
hot
spoo
n. T
his
me
you’
ll te
ll hi
m y
ou a
re le
arni
ng
to co
ntai
n th
e se
a. T
hese
wor
ds—
out l
oud
and
yes,
he’
ll lis
ten,
bal
anci
ng
his s
poon
on
the
thic
k sa
ucer
, th
e so
und
plea
sing
to a
qui
et ro
om.
He’ll
stud
y yo
u, b
ut m
easu
re?
No.
He’
s the
sort
to c
onsid
er: y
ou a
re
not d
ivisi
ble.
Las
t m
e he
was
the
one
to ta
lk o
f rep
laci
ng st
ar n
g w
ith le
arni
ng.
Bu e
r mel
ng
on h
ot c
akes
, lem
on zi
ngin
g on
you
r ton
gues
, eac
h br
eakf
ast m
ust b
e la
s n
g. H
is is
a na
me
you’
ll ne
ver w
rite
on a
pho
to. T
here
’s no
nee
d to
wor
k at
rem
embe
ring
him
. Lik
e iro
n di
ssol
ving
in w
ater
, the
bro
wns
an
d re
ds re
mai
n. A
nd w
hen
he le
aves
, yo
u’ll
see
him
off
with
a c
asua
l wav
e.
The
way
a b
urro
’s ta
il sw
ishes
onc
e.
Calm
. Ste
ady.
Sta
y.
-
Sher
ry O
’Kee
fe
Wat
erco
lors
Nee
d to
Avo
id D
irect
Sun
light
fo
r N
It’s b
een
so lo
ng si
nce
she
knew
blu
e&
how
it sp
read
s whe
n dr
oppe
d w
here
sky
brea
ks in
to se
a.
She
writ
es. S
ays s
he fo
rget
s now
whi
ch h
and
to u
se w
hen
she
pain
ts.
Ora
nge
bego
nias
nee
d sh
ade,
too,
I rep
ly. I
slide
them
, in
a po
t, be
neat
h th
e sp
ruce
tree
in m
y fr
ont y
ard.
Shad
ows d
eepe
n th
e sh
ock
of c
olor
,is
the
last
that
she
writ
es b
ack.
Kris
n L
aFol
le e
Enzy
mes
I dre
amt t
hat a
n x-
ray
show
ed m
y he
art
was
miss
ing
I wish
I co
uld
see
thro
ugh
your
ey
es
that
are
som
e m
es
gree
n an
d so
me
mes
br
own
like
you
mig
ht b
e tw
o pe
ople
at o
nce
Like
you
mig
ht h
ave
two
hear
ts
crus
hed
toge
ther
in th
e sa
me
cavi
ty
As if
you
rege
nera
te, l
ike
a liv
er
-
Mich
ael L
auch
lan
Hung
er L
ake
Ridi
ng u
pdra
s. h
awks
circ
le. G
eese
pec
k in
mud
,an
d a
swal
low
fl ap
s low
ac
ross
the
wat
er. I
star
efr
om a
doc
k, d
azed
by h
igh
sun.
In d
istan
tsh
allo
ws,
a g
ray
ball
unfu
rls in
to a
slen
der S
an
d st
ands
like
a d
el
vase
that
surv
ived
the
war
. Th
e st
ance
suits
a h
eron
.
Last
nig
ht, u
nqui
et,
I pac
ed a
nd st
ewed
.I m
ay w
atch
the
hero
n un
l w
ings
ope
n an
dsh
e ris
es to
the
tree
whe
re sh
e w
orke
d la
st
Mar
ch, r
ecei
ving
s c
ksan
d re
eds f
rom
her
mat
e,sh
apin
g th
em in
to a
nes
t. I s
ll w
on’t
get i
t,bu
t I a
dmire
wha
t I le
ast
rese
mbl
e. N
ot a
n ac
hesp
read
ing
to w
eary
legs
an
d gl
assy
eye
s, n
ot h
unge
rth
at sh
arpe
ns a
c o
n or
kill
s it
alto
geth
er--m
ine
lurk
s lik
e de
sire
for fi
sh
that
ne
ver s
wam
this
lake
. N
o he
ron
squi
rms w
hile
Darr
en M
orris
Wal
king
Out
The
forc
e of
one
’s w
ill is
sim
ply
the
forc
e of
the
univ
erse
, no
grea
ter,
no le
ss, a
nd p
erha
ps so
met
hing
,th
ough
we
cann
ot se
e it.
It m
ust e
xist
.Th
e so
hea
ving
of j
oy w
hen
it affl
ict
s,or
the
way
a so
b m
ight
tran
scen
dou
r wre
tche
dnes
s. F
or m
e, le
t it b
eth
e sin
gle
dog
pack
of m
oonl
ight
that
has
mad
e its
way
to e
arth
, cut
by th
e th
in, f
roze
n fi n
gers
of t
he tr
ees.
-
Darr
en M
orris
Rum
ors o
f Exi
sten
ce
Whe
n th
ings
get
real
ly b
adI t
hink
of o
rbita
l mec
hani
csan
d th
e gr
eat h
ives
of w
inte
rst
ars.
And
fl yi
ng fo
rty
thou
sand
feet
ove
r an
icy
plan
etin
to th
e go
dles
s nat
ure
of g
od.
The
li le
ferr
y bo
ats o
f lig
htw
e so
me
mes
glim
pse
belo
w,by
circ
umst
ance
of c
loud
less
ness
,ar
e, in
real
ity, e
n re
tow
ns,
just
as w
ith th
e la
st c
andl
e fl i
cker
of a
mem
ory
befo
re it
is re
plac
ed,
som
e m
es b
y no
thin
g m
ore
than
ano
ther
pas
seng
erad
jus
ng
her s
leep
, snu
ffi ng
the
read
ing
light
abo
ve u
s, a
ndth
e da
rk w
hisp
er th
at ru
shes
in.
Sket
ch
A se
ated
mod
el sh
own
from
the
side,
an
old
pain
ter a
nd, o
n th
e ea
sel,
his i
mag
e of
her
from
the
fron
t. In
the
sket
ch, t
he m
odel
thin
ks
that
it’s
ge n
g co
ld, t
hat t
he la
te li
ght
so e
ning
mak
es h
im lo
ok a
t her
ev
en m
ore
inte
ntly,
pai
n n
g, th
en
stop
ping
to sc
ratc
h on
a p
ad.
Whe
n he
com
es c
lose
r, ho
ldin
g th
e br
ush
like
a ba
ton,
she
can
smel
l gar
lic
from
lunc
h. H
e lik
ed th
e fi s
h m
ore
than
she
and
ate
with
aba
ndon
, an
d no
w h
is br
eath
is to
o ra
nk
too
clos
e. S
he fi
ghts
the
impu
lse
to sh
i w
hen
he c
omes
nea
r. So
muc
h ha
s bee
n do
ne in
the
last
hou
rs
and
she’
d ha
te to
bre
ak th
e sp
ell,
fear
ing
that
he’
ll sc
rape
the
canv
as b
are
and
begi
n ag
ain
from
not
hing
.Sh
e’s s
een
that
wor
n lo
oktw
ist it
self
into
his
face
, so
she
slow
s her
bre
ath
and
lets
the
mea
ger l
ight
take
her
shap
e.
Mich
ael L
auch
lan
awai
ng
a ris
ing
glin
t.I’l
l lea
rn h
er p
ose
and
hunt
the fi s
h th
at c
ome.
-
Glor
ia M
onag
han
Torero
The
p o
f you
r sw
ord
gli
ered
in th
e su
nyo
ur w
hite
teet
h ca
tch
the
light
the
gold
bu
ons
of y
our c
oat s
pun
into
your
bod
y ba
rely
pre
ssin
g ag
ains
t the
swea
ng
side
of th
e bu
llth
e sm
all s
wor
ds s
ck
out o
f his
sides
like
an
indi
ca o
nyo
ur d
ance
with
him
; a sp
ecta
cle
you
push
you
r bod
y in
to th
e sw
ea n
g sid
e of
the
blac
k bu
llth
e sw
ords
pin
him
and
dec
orat
e hi
s mas
sive
stre
ngth
your
arm
s ben
t beh
ind
you
like
a da
ncin
g w
oman
. The
lull
of th
e a
ern
oon
se le
s int
o th
e du
stfl i
es h
over
ove
r the
swea
t of t
he b
ull a
nd th
e sw
eat o
n yo
ur b
row
your
brig
ht re
d m
ulet
a fl i
es o
ver h
is bo
dy li
ke a
fl ow
er o
f lus
t. Yo
ur h
ands
are
smea
red
with
the
bloo
d of
the
bull
It is
your
seco
nd k
ill to
day.
The
stan
ds sc
ream
with
terr
or a
nd g
lee.
The
dust
fl ie
s and
se le
s on
your
bla
ck sh
oes.
The
bla
ck b
ull
is dy
ing.
It i
s fou
r o’cl
ock.
Yo
u do
n’t l
ook
at th
e cr
owd.
Yo
u gi
ve th
em n
othi
ng o
f you
r fac
e, n
othi
ng to
moc
k on
ly y
our b
ody
as y
ou sw
ing
and
unfu
rlyo
ur ca
pe, m
ovin
g slo
wly
beyo
nd fe
ar in
and
out o
f the
pat
h of
the
bull
with
out r
eally
eve
r cha
ngin
g pos
i on
, you
r arm
s as g
race
ful a
s a gi
rl. Yo
u lo
ve th
e bl
ack
bull
and
your
dan
ce is
dea
than
d yo
u kn
ow h
e w
ill h
ave
you
even
tual
ly. B
ut n
ow y
ou m
ove
with
gra
ce a
nd st
ealth
Veronica
Ve
roni
ca (n
) a p
ass t
he to
rero
mak
es a
t the
bul
l
to b
ring
him
clo
ser t
o th
e bu
llfi g
hter
’s bo
dy
Ever
y da
y I p
rac
ce
the
step
s ove
r and
ove
rev
ery
day
I mov
e in
and
out
of y
our p
ath
in m
y m
ind
My
arm
s mak
e th
e m
o o
n w
ith th
e ca
pe in
my
hand
s abo
ve y
ouin
the
nigh
t ove
r her
, I m
ake
a m
istak
e an
d am
thin
king
of y
ou
m
y bu
llm
y da
rkne
ss fr
om th
e M
iura
fam
ilyth
e on
e th
at w
ill c
ome
for m
e w
ith it
s hea
vy c
rook
ed h
orn.
I try
and
laug
h it
off .
I jok
e to
my
band
erlil
los.
They
smile
, but
thei
r eye
s see
me
in m
y su
it of
ligh
t. Ev
ery
day
I pra
c c
e th
e st
eps o
ver a
nd o
ver
ever
y m
e I s
ee h
er m
y he
art m
oves
aw
ay a
li le
.
the
gold
bu
ons
gle
am, t
he re
d m
ulet
a fl u
ers
swea
t dra
ws d
own
your
bac
k on
to y
our b
acks
ide
an o
ld w
oman
pro
ceed
s to
her w
indo
w a
nd sh
uts t
he sh
u e
rs.
Glor
ia M
onag
han
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