Making and Unmaking
In the distance from our house construction machineries can be heard humming: the air pulses with their manipulation of the landscape, making and unmaking the territory, dinosaurs insistent for procreation, their mating rituals vibrating across the suburban lawns—
• After his bath, drying Brendan’s terse frame, he reached out and clutched his small, naked body against my chest, clinging both arms tightly around my neck. A sudden panic for an unknown reason. An unspoken fear.
•129/ Guilt formulates overnight, appearing across men’s faces, a blue, early frost, persistent, expected.