“Have you got the thing?” she asks,
“You know…the thing.”
She is searching wide-eyed for the word
at the way the branches of the gum
where she stands and calls - not its name,
I’m trying to make a fire without kindling
She shakes her head at every suggestion
The will to do what must be done?
around her neck and soaks her face
I pass it to her and for a moment I feel
Adam Ford lives in a small country town in Victoria, Australia with his wife, their daughter, five chooks and a cat. He is the author of the poetry collections Not Quite the Man for the Job and From My Head, and the novel Man Bites Dog. He has had poetry and short fiction published by Going Down Swinging, cordite, pindeldyboz, Meanjin, HEAT and hutt. He has two websites, one of which is called Monkey Punch Dinosaur.
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