Issue Eleven - September 2007

Cedar Chest

By Linda Brainerd

The cedar chest smelled musty and forbidding.
It held props for her part, she who passed off-stage
leaving bits and pieces
of that act: a yellowed collar, sachets,
snapshots of another time…
a brown bear, made of paper
with such a queer eye. She
made it, I say,
before clocks,
not understanding.

Copyright 2007 Linda Brainerd

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