katherine-dunn

I am here, come closer,_ the old donkey said with her eyes. __ will mother you.

Just as a snowflakewent on to feed a puddle that filled a stream and then the river, thepumpkin patch is a gathering of molecules from my old goats, chickens,and cats, feeding the underworld of dirt creatures. And somewhere, myfather__ ashes mingle with birds, air, and sea.