Some big questions approach a person
strolling through a cornfield. Approach
in the way a satellite tumbles end over
end, skips off a barn, and lands on top
of a basketball hoop. Nothing but net.
How many poets does it take to write
a sonnet describing a pastoral scene
b/w a love triangle? Can our councilman
win reelection with those trucker hats?
What percentage of people admit to
being gravedancers? A person stops
and reties their shoes; it’s the only way
to cope when confronted like this. It’s
a windy day at the department of interior.
Nate Logan is from Indianapolis, Indiana. His recent work appears in burntdistrict, Inferior Planets, and Ohio Edit. With Laura Theobald, he edits Spooky Girlfriend Press.