Interview In Which Anna Becomes a Solar Eclipse
Do you love him?
I gave him a porcelain doll with my face on it.
She closed her eyes when you tipped her head back,
spiky black eyelashes drooping down over glass bulbs.
On her back, I wrote “Better to be choked in the ocean
than be strangled by misery.”
Does he love you?
He believed in resurrection but not salvation.
A spider is only as fat as the flies
that land in its web.
Were you happy?
We learned to jitterbug together.
But were you happy?
We never spoke of it.
Do you miss him?
My favorite time of year is just before spring,
when there is no green, only the promise of green.
What will you tell your daughter?
There are coyotes in the city now.
We used to keep chickens in the back yard,
but one morning, I went out for eggs and all I found
(I am, once again, imitating Traci Brimhall. I can’t help it.)