Kathryn McElearney
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Circle of the Sun
I Could Not See Because I Was My Eyes
A Human is Not a Fish
2022-2024
Half a deer walked up to my house and rattled at the door.
When I didn't answer, the deer went away and I watched him turn into a whole deer. He walked away into trees where the wind was watery voices of people I did not know.
Strange watery voices were all I could hear. I could not see because I was my eyes, my eyes were crying so hard because I was so afraid.
In the voices they were talking about the deer. I went out of the house when the deer was gone. The lawn was soggy long grass that lay in thick strands like washed hair. I was surprised that the lake had climbed the hill to the cabin. The water, rising up the hill, was cloudy and bright yellow as if the sun were caught beneath it.
As I ranged up and down the shores of the swollen lake I saw a man's feet floating beneath the surface. The bottoms of his feet
Peter Reich, Book of Dreams
When I didn't answer, the deer went away and I watched him turn into a whole deer. He walked away into trees where the wind was watery voices of people I did not know.
Strange watery voices were all I could hear. I could not see because I was my eyes, my eyes were crying so hard because I was so afraid.
In the voices they were talking about the deer. I went out of the house when the deer was gone. The lawn was soggy long grass that lay in thick strands like washed hair. I was surprised that the lake had climbed the hill to the cabin. The water, rising up the hill, was cloudy and bright yellow as if the sun were caught beneath it.
As I ranged up and down the shores of the swollen lake I saw a man's feet floating beneath the surface. The bottoms of his feet
Peter Reich, Book of Dreams