April 2.

 Remember Rebecca how it felt to step to the water’s edge?

On Maundy Thursday I baked blueberry pie
beans and apples don’t wear a light color dress
the berries will burst their guts on you
the way giving blood feels like letting go
of everything

or how at certain times in my life parts
of my body went numb in spring the black
tailed deer chewed honeycrisp apples in the snow
in front of my house her body
the color of elephant tusks

on Shrove Tuesday I ate the cake purple
and gold straight through to the plastic baby
clack clack on my tooth and kayakers
dotted the Stillaguamish River 
swift primary flags like standards
bright narrow countries
yet to be discovered