Endless days of nannies with security clearance:
Marta with her face mole, a trio of long white hairs

Feathering from its center. She hums to Glenn Miller.
She does not slap him as Carmela did.       
                                                              English

Is not her strong suit. Endless days he watches
The clock edge to 3 above the woodstove,

Chalk dust shimmering the air. Cursive, cursive
Cursive. Uppercase & lower.
                                              One-room schoolhouse

& outside Keeps grind gears in quagmire streets.
Trucks lug heavy water to the detonation site.

My    nameis   Peter    Thetownwhere I live   does   not exist.

MY NAME IS PETER MY TOWN DOES NOT EXIST.

Some nights I wake to father hoem he’s a book a drink
A radioh
              This is me and his pipe   It tastes jst like a cough

   Contributor’s notes

   Introduction
   Something of Us to Prove Our Afterlife: Notes on “Ochre”
   Table of Contents
   Acknowledgements

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