Case File: No. 1 My husband was washing dishes,his hands in those yellow rubber gloves,the water running, a hum.I looked up to a sink full of soap,limp gloves on tiles. * Case File: No. 2 I scoured the woods on my ownafter 9-1-1 was reduced to a busy signal.Kept checking under the same log.Your shovel,…
Tag: Flight
Flight
Confronted by the dusty outline of a bird hitting the glass, wings spread into a wide quarter-moon, feather marks still visible where it struck—This is enough to ruin everything. This is enough to press “Stop” and rewind your song indefinitely, but then you start thinking: If you had to be a bird, you would be…