This piece was originally published in Issue 5 in 1999.
Moonlight
a cello fills the room
with its mast and sail
dragonfly wings scratch
the sandpaper of night
vast fields of water
pour over the dam
the island
is swallowed by the river
car headlights at the corner
an empty street
a man sells newspapers
one light on upstairs
a fallen branch in the front yard
a truck has come
to haul it away.
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