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ROBERT CRAIG The Dwellinglooked expanded someone had added a well- intentioned but misguided addition that looked like a homemade shed it leaned north suggesting the pressure- treated posts had not been sunk below the frost line and the new addition had shifted during the winter nothing was right shingles were not aligned window boxes were different sizes the stone garden fountain in front was dry the herringbone pattern of the outdoor bench near the slump- ing brick barbecue was chaos a long dog pen of torqued and drooping chain link was near the woods and a blanket- back dog was perched on top of a barrel bawling a curtain in the window moved and immediately a woman emerged from the dwelling she was heavy-set and didn't have much hair her round head and small eyes bringing to mind a smiley face that wasn't she looked bereft and depressed as if her husband had just walked out or come back depending on how she felt about him: like the dwelling.
©2006 ROBERT CRAIG
