augury doggerel

Friday, June 14, 2002


The kid woke up near midnight screaming and staring and screaming and pushing us away. When it left her, she sat looking at us and wondering. Her face was red and wet from crying and pocked all down one side from having slept on soft skin.

I asked her if she would read to me and she agreed. Mama went back to bed while I selected a book at random, a volume from her children�s encyclopedia, and lay on the bed next to the kid.

With her finger under every word, she carefully read to me all about the process of desalination and the production of salt. It turns out that salt comes from the sea. If you wait, all the water floats away into the air and there�s nothing left but � kiss one eye, then the other � a little salt.


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