Harper

January 4, 2008
By Io Montecillo, Katy, TX

An eerie quiescence


Suffocating,


Caustic,
Deafening:
Soaking his sinew, surging
Through the fissures of marble-like
Ossein, drowning his very soul—

Harper loathed it.

Harper relished it.
Relished it as fervently as a
Rebellious Wahabi cleric finding
The Sheik’s son and a rabbi’s daughter
Feasting on imported veal and swine.
Loathed it as passionately as the
Indian day laborer sent
To butcher the calves.

Yet, all Harper managed was
What a mute person could do, having
Tasted a saccharine treat:

Smile


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