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Volume Six Issue Two

Jesse Minkert

Certain Future

Jason's mother enacts his death. He reads that same destiny on his sons. He wants to hold them close. Every order, he wants to say, is perfect order. Placement acts to expedite replacement. but replacement suggests displacement, implies the pressure in the atmosphere. In the bucket, sand and pretty stones, shells broken in the surf, scraps of salty wood. In sleep he saw the Percheron mare. Light shimmered in her mane. More fever than dream, he told himself, false patterns on his retinas, patinas on surfaces blasted off the walls.