RAY SUCCRE : A Short Procedure
JILL A. SCOTT : Resilient Anniversary
ALEC KOWALCZYK : Cyclopes
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RAY SUCCRE
A Short Procedure
The doctor asks how I feel. I explain that I do, and too much with fluency. “I am destructively verbal and my proclivities have taken me into the obscure,” I say, disordered, “I seem to have acquired an instructed sense of terminology, and my thoughts, of late both splendid and elaborate, seem only to be sketched in accuracy.” “I see. It's getting worse,” the doctor says. I nod, weak; my compatriots do not know my talk. When I speak, they hear but frowny words. “Go ahead and open up,” he advises. I do as asked. The tongue depressor holds a woody hint of spearmint. “There it is, hold on,” he mumbles. The doctor peers in, his nose nearly between my teeth. He acquires his forceps slowly, but without looking, from a well-organized tray beside me. “This might pinch a bit,” he admits. There is a sharp sting at the back of my throat. I wince and struggle not to gag. He jerks his arm back and evenly smiles, pleased with his performance as the tool is retracted. The doctor holds the forceps up, showing me. He has captured a small, ruffled bird in the prongs. “Vocabularia Fringillidae,” he says, “A word finch. Uncommon for this region.” I grunt and taste blood, breathe through my nostrils. “They perch near the larynx,” he says, admiring the bird, “And they're invasive but, luckily, not parasitic.” I swallow, hopeful. I am not certain I know what a larynx is. This is a good sign. “It'll be sore for a day or two, but you'll recover. In the meantime, let's try some speech,” he pressures, lowering the forceps and finch into a beaker of alcohol. He holds the bird just under, causing it to slowly drown. This looks like an extended yawn. "Go on, talk a bit," he pushes. “Um, a cloud. Tree. Grandma. Horses,” I say. “Oh, better! That little guy probably rooted in you some time ago. That's why you were having trouble being understood. Now, just to be certain, go ahead and describe... oh, let's say… a sunset.” “Orange sunset,” I manage. “That's excellent, and very accountable. How do you feel?” I scan about in my mind, searching for how I feel. My blood carries a thunder I cannot describe. “I feel okay, I guess.” The doctor pats my shoulder. “And now you'll think that way, too. I look forward to your next book.” He sends me toward reception, then. Stuff is better. I am better. I exit the doctor place, simple, and all good, a man with many thoughts small.
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JILL A. SCOTT
Resilient Anniversary
Our thin, ice pine bends forward and snaps back with a distinctive groan in ailing harmony with a winter gale, the invader and the sacrifice. A sister seedling just a year gone, fallen to the will of a microburst, hums in ghostly empathy as the lofty point plummets and returns. In this winter of isolation and swiftly fading sunlight: An organism ravaged by extremes has the strength to curve its spine, and straighten once and again, always anticipating..... yet to succumb to the fall.
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Looking into the reflecting pool, I saw a mirrored image of the Taj Mahal, perfectly poised in the still water, perfect down to the last detail. Paradoxically, this floating edifice stood where the original did not, diametrically across the Jumuna River, and built entirely of radiant black marble.
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RAY SUCCRE : A Short Procedure
JILL A. SCOTT : Resilient Anniversary
ALEC KOWALCZYK : Cyclopes

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