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C OWHEADS E.R. Vanett

Indiana University South Bend

The land slept on and on... on top of cattle spines and the place where the woman put her miscarriage to sleep. The cattle were in the land... they were buried. And the man who owned the land planted wheat on top of it. Only his wheat withered before the thresh of the season; his children ran out and played on the land that slept. The land that slept on top of cattle spines is where the wheat feeds off the dead. The children played in the field made on top of cowheads: cowskulls smiling in the yellow dust, looking up at the children who played on top of them: maybe they sang to them? This yellow earth. The yellow cowheads: humming together: we hold the children.

VANETT

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