1987
Broadsided Press, April 1, 2024
Lorna's dad said he found them,
but we knew he was a little crazy
after the four-wheeling
accident. I wrapped those bones
in quilting cloth, and sang to
those bones, and when my sister
busted up her basketball legs
I kneeled down
and prayed to those
bones. Then I lost
the bones, but I don’t know exactly
when. That’s how it goes
with things you lose, and everyone
asking stupid questions like,
Did you trace back all your steps?