TRANQUILITY Naomi Tornow Bradley University
The deer fell sometime between. He died heading west and rests on his left side: an open eye towards the fleeting springtime, a livid body purpling against the clay. When the possum is hit, she crawls to the side of the road. Not to avoid being hit again, but because her body knows it wants to dissolve in the grass. A whale drowned by bored orcas may take months to disturb the ocean floor. Bizarre, that sinking. The weight of salt a mile deep is a strangeness I canâ€™t envy. A nurse log in an otherworldly jungle crushed two children during a war. A bright cypress has taken to the fallen giant; it curls its roots around where their bones used to be. Calcium is calcium.