Sleepwalking – Page 20

August Sequence

Your voice, a newfound thing.After waking the first timeyou dream elaboratelyabout lost luggage, backtrackingthrough the same places:bus stop, bar, parking lot.Refusal to wake again,the body wanting resolution.

Coming Home

The day he came home, the curtains were drawn shut in the living room and it seemed that nobody had lived there at all. The swoosh of the heavy curtains as he parted them released weeks of dust into the air. He walked carefully into the kitchen, where nothing was out of its cupboard exceptContinue reading “Coming Home”

After Robert Hass

What does this mean? I do not mean to say these things. I do not say these things. They look at me and try to spoon the answer out from under my eyelids, from the gums of my teeth: They find the kind of red which does not describe the curtain, or the bedspread. AContinue reading “After Robert Hass”