Kate Powell '14
i fell asleep against the scientist's back.
from halfway underwater i voiced a concern.
my breasts deflated and my eyes fell down.
it was not yet dark but darkened all the time.
on foot in the dream but there were horses.
rabbits fled through the shade-grown weeds.
the arrows came down in golden flocks.
i listened hard for something as beautiful.
my memory is a dog with two masters.
i know that i raced to the water's edge.
at the rivermouth treaded a barge of flowers.
as the flowers fell open they dried that way.
this is the way that i lay upon waking.
the scientist blocked my path to the door.