Fog. A Sherlock Holmes pea souper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
5:53 in the morning,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
homeless woman with shaved head,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
wearing striped pajamas, barefooted,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
pirouettes in the parking lot of a grocery store<\/p>\n\n\n\n
dancing in gray, suffused by a cloud,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
lit up by blunted spotlights,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She’s singing while pirouetting,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
some unintelligible tune,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
perhaps a nursery rhyme<\/p>\n\n\n\n
or \u201cAll Star\u201d by Smashmouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She took a ballet class, clearly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Someone taught her ballet long ago,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
or maybe she learned on YouTube a week ago in her tent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Next morning at 5:59<\/p>\n\n\n\n
she rings an old ship’s bell<\/p>\n\n\n\n
outside the barb wire fence of a boat repair shop.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Clangs and echoes of clangs ricochet everywhere,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
blending with the sound of a new loader<\/p>\n\n\n\n
at the log yard across Coos Bay,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
sounding like Godzilla when the great lizard flattened Tokyo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ospreys give flight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Gulls scatter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Geese wake up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Creatures in the sloughs camouflage themselves in the sedge and mud.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Minutes later she stands naked at the fish cleaning station,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
hosing herself off,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
singing, running fingers through hair that used to be.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A fishermen carries over three tuna he wants to filet in the fog,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
hearing Godzilla,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
but will just have to wait until she’s done singing in the shower.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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