augury doggerel

Thursday, June 26, 2003


Days running, we took our tea to the woods to watch trees and the stream. She went with a vaguely familiar man. I went with my mother. She told me she saw a face in the trees, big teeth. I couldn't see it, but it was always there, new to her each day, just across the stream. She asked each day, was I married, and was disappointed if I told her I was or glad if I told her I wasn't. She asked whether I had any family.


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