AT THE HOSPITAL
h e r m i n e m e i n h a r d
Nine of them, the size of lemons and walnuts, were taken out of her.
She'd left her body, afterwards tried to hold on to it, walking in
nylons down the corridor. Said she wanted to go someplace where
she could scream.
We drove out to the ocean. When she opened her mouth, a hoarse
cry came out. She said when she left her body she flew out on
She said, "In the bedroom we felt each other with all our clothes
on, and we laughed. He was laughing at my neck and I was
laughing at his hands. But I felt in my chest his crying and the
pounding, something terrible, the pouring of it out of him."
From Bright Turquoise Umbrella, © 2004 ~ publisher Tupelo Press, Dorset, VT
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