Remnants

Remnants

Voice: the breath’s tooth.Thought: the brain’s bone.Birdsong: an extension of the beak.Speech: the antler of the mind.—Robert Bringhurst, from Becoming Animal: An Earthly Cosmology, by David Abrams As the animals go, we go. The photographs in Remnants are of...
Her Statement

Her Statement

Yesterday morning I’m pretty sure it was yesterdayI started walking along the beach toward someone whowould meet me at my destination. Where it was orwho it was I can’t remember off the top of my head. I walked that way a hundred times before and knewmy feet would...
Cancer Is Not Cosmic Justice

Cancer Is Not Cosmic Justice

Cancer is not a ringing bell,a queen of spades. Cancer is notyour mother’s hand-me-down, strung likepearls along the lymph nodes,smoky quartz clustered in the caving lung,opals singing their blues in the neurons,a solitaire promise kept by the breast,a little story of...
Kissing Marilyn Monroe

Kissing Marilyn Monroe

I’m sitting on a park bench noodling linesfrom a Billy Stayhorn song, Somethingto Live For, “watching the noon crowds,”when a woman bumps me with her hip.“How are you,” she asks, and I chokeon a high note, “Marilyn.” She smilesthe same shy smile she offered at an...
Kindergarten Graduation

Kindergarten Graduation

Mom said, Kiss her hand.I didn’t want to kiss my teacher;especially not on the bulginggreen vein of her thin hands.I think she had red hair. She waskind. She sent a memo home:the boys shouldn’t drop their pantsall the way when using the urinal. “Fathersteach zippers...