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