She is busy in the kitchen, pouring vinegar into a pot,
making Christmas ornaments out of milk.
Plate I (Frontispiece)
"In the crawl space beneath a bramble, a boy lies dying. If only he would stand up and ripen."
Beneath a Sky Without His Birth Sign
The emergency blanket blows away, gets caught on the back fence.
He didn't want to feed moldy bread to the birds. He didn't want to attract hawks.
Eric Burke works as a computer programmer in Columbus, Ohio. Recent work can be found in elimae, decomP, kill author, Right Hand Pointing, qarrtsiluni, A cappella Zoo, and Weave Magazine. You can read his blog at http://anomalocrinus.blogspot.com/