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A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Founder & General Editor
Volume 6, Number 3, September 2012

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Katy McKinney
Trout Lake, Washington, USA


Things We Shed

Antlers. Leaves. Skin cells. Flower petals. Tears. Our childhoods. Hair left behind in the brush, dog fur on the couch, the carpet. Our roles, sometimes, as sister, daughter, lover. Jobs. The water in the wake behind us on the boat. Our possessions: red drinking glasses we never liked, clothing outgrown, outdated, books we’ve read or bought meaning to read but have given up even attempting. Anger that wasn’t worth it.

coffee steam rising
on the trail
berry-filled bear scat

With furious winds, mountain peaks shed their clouds. Ducks shed their feathers, lay eggs to the cycle of the moon. One by one, the valley sheds its summer people. At night the sky sheds its sun, lays out its collection of stars.

old pick-up truck
packed, idling
fireweed silk in the air

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