Seeds of Glass

Jake Bailey

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IMAGE:  William A. Brown

first showed me

their ways

at the age of ten

when my brother

and I stood

in a yard baked

into yellow blades

sharp as the wit

of comedians 

I would never find

funny like a clown

at a funeral making

balloon animals

that say 

sorry

the way I did

when the football

in my hands soared

over liquid atmosphere

into the front window

of my grandfather’s

house where I learned 

how to properly cast

a fishing line

just to catch

mostly algae blooms

instead of the meat

we needed for dinner

so we would order

pizza instead 

of the quiet lives

spent in ponds

where the latest

snack could be

your last

and the woman

across the street

yelled, “Bob Ed’s

gonna kill you!”

and made me wonder

about the limits

of a person, what

it takes to break

a pane of glass

that stood 

for three decades

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