Michael McGriff
The river moves beneath the sheet ice. 

The wind is a grand hall of records. 

In the recipe box above the refrigerator, 

the deathbed photos of four generations — 

somewhere, their hands have turned

to prime numbers. Somewhere, 

a voice that smells like a well bucket 

has arranged the vowels of my name 

like three glass pill bottles. Mother of wet rope

and cordwood, Father with your pant-cuffs

of smoke, I feel myself spinning back

to the first hour of the universe 

to rest within a singular shade of carbon. 

Found In Volume 43, No. 05
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About the Author

Michael McGriff's latest book is a collection of short stories (co-authored with J. M. Tyree), Our Secret Life in the Movies. His work has appeared in The New York Times, The Believer, and Tin House.