I will leave this house and go out into the
weather there
are only so many ways to get out I will use the window as a shield and nothing can hurt
me not rain not migration I need a truck I need to drive
forever down the highway carrying nothing going out to meet the owls hello owls on a man-made hill hello men you dead men beneath a separate
weather and now
I am back in the truck
reliable
plain I
could drive across Nebraska and no one would notice I don’t need to hide
at all anymore
something in the night sky changed so slightly I have to pay attention and yes their mouths are
ahead of the sound
there is no one to tell I tell the truck I tell Nebraska I am leaving there are a million
ways out one day
I will live on an island all the time I will send out a parcel when the mail boat
arrives look empty mail
boat now you are
full
published in Octopus Magazine, Issue 12
Heather’s book, The Difficult Farm, will be published by Octopus Books later this year.
Robin Reagler 