child on the delta shore
she’s never here without the dog,only excuse for escape walk the dog.out the door she marvels that sucha home as hers would have a dog. she thanks the dog, spelling it backwardsand frontwards. she thinks stifling house,she means house on fire. dog digs upthe wrung wings of a water bird, tangled in shad tails. beneath them,a beaked skull, giftwrapped in… Read more →