Amy Lynn Hess: Smiths Creek 3

Spring '07 TOC

kitchen of the double-wide
6th Street in Marysville.  with the wood-paneled walls
becoming      suddenly aware that.  the voice in my head.  was mine.,

Horsey keep your tail up.
Horsey keep your tailup.
Horsey keep your tailupkeep the
sun
out of
my eyes

kissed JAW in an El Camino down by.  the river.
in Marysville.  my grandparents lived there, too.,
cannot.  remember series of digits or jokes.  but.  remember being
angry.  when my grandmother would.  sing.

Horsey keep your tail up.
Horsey keep your tailup.
Horsey keep your tailupkeep the
sun
out of
my eyes.

remember being.  with the horse.  breathing horse dust
rubbing my cheek.  against his horse nose like velvet .whispers.,
plucking.  daisies., one. at a.  time.
singing he loves. me.  he loves me.  not.  and

Horsey keep your tail up.
Horsey keep your tailup.
Horsey keep your tailupkeep the
sun
out of
my eyes.

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