Been meaning to share. This is a personal favorite, and I’m proud to have it at Bandit Fiction.
In the summer, when school was over, we picked mulberries in the yard and spun in circles on the grass. It was soft and living, warm on our bare feet, and every day the sun was lightening your hair. Your mom, she was playing Brian Wilson, and we listened to his brothers intervene.
In the summer, when we were older, we smoked kreteks in the street and the road between your mom’s house and the lake was painted by the moon. It was grey and broken, a hubcap glinted in the switchgrass cracking through the shoulder. Our friends, almost at the water, crashed and laughed against the tyranny of neighbors.
In the fall, when you had gone, I struggled doing pull-ups in the doorjamb, and the attic smelled like pine and lemon. I was thinking of all you’d written on the blue path of my forearm on the gray road to the lake the pale night you first squared the pattern of my breathing and began the long division of your forehead and my shoulder.
In honor of WandaVision ending (I haven’t seen the last episode yet), here’s a piece I wrote after Episode 4. Many thanks to Shawn Berman for giving it a home, and many thanks to the new Existential Poetics newsletter for including it this week!
I was given recently 15 bags of books, all kinds, from a newly-retired pastor. The first one I happened to open is a 1923 edition of “The World’s Great Religious Poetry” from Macmillan. How delighted I was to find Carl Sandburg included the volume.
“To A Contemporary Bunkshooter” was apparently originally called “To Billy Sunday,” but changed because of concerns about libel.
It’s powerful, and it’s one of the few plainspoken, modern pieces in this 99-year-old collection. Read it here on Bartleby.
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Please read more about Belt’s mission here. It hits very close to home, and I’m so proud to now be part of it. Thank you, Ryan and Belt!