A variety of animals peered
at them from behind giant trees and fish would leap out of the streams. They would work from
sunrise to sunset tending the crops, fishing or stacking the stones. They didn’t dance or shout or
sing or make jokes…
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Before now, before the stone cold reality of the present, you lived for a long time in a place you
learned to call only half-jokingly, Alternative Facts. How you got there: your life spun apart and
you found yourself without warning in an infinite chasm of what-ifs and if-onlys…
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What the sounds are wanting
What the reading of this is wanting
Is the limb like something
To be taken to the pillar…
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The way my mouth is either steadfastly peaceable or very, very surprised. The way I look at my lifelines like train tracks. Train tracks like window frames. Window frames like vacancies. Hands like loss…
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