Saturday, August 4, 2007

A Little Amusement

I am to be hung as a witch on a Monday morning. It’s shingle-dark outside and the field is glowing with mist. I can’t decide which blue tie to wear. There is a great crowd around the gallows by the highway. Somewhere, a humming bird dips water from Mary’s hands as a cook chops heads of lettuce.

1 comment:

heyitsalexis said...

Erich Haught. The last couple days I've been cleaning out some things and consequently strolling down memory lane. Reading through a few of the e-mails left me wondering how you were! You probably won't check the comments on this site for some time now, but this is a little hello from a faraway friend.