Catie Rosemurgy is the author of The Stranger Manual (Graywolf Press, 2009) and My Favorite Apocalypse (Graywolf Press, 2001). She is the recipient of fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts and the Pew Center for Arts & Heritage, as well as the Rona Jaffe Foundation Award. She teaches at the College of New Jersey and lives in Philadelphia.
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September 2, 2010The Arsenal Building, Central ParkNew York, NYFrom the Academy Audio Archive
The arch in the bridge. The moment of architecture. The island where you lost your mother's keys. The photo she sent of someone who looks like her walking to the point where the land becomes reminiscent of dissolving of flesh. The trees stamped onto our minds like traumas are supposed to be. The frightening blanks where the stores were. The sense the owners died. How many people killed by logs, do you think, over the years? The moon sitting greedily on your house. The carrying of one another when young, light, and poisoned. The doorsteps we were left on. The fox scat. The extra points in school. Who knew how prominently quarries featured? Only once or twice in a lifetime does one find the suicide or hear the primordial screaming. The towns nearby that survive on museums of their earlier burning. The dreams set in neighbor's houses. The mounds with hooves and bones sticking out. The gentle sloping. We will always be swimmers digging into the thaw. The former newness. The various cuts of meat. The places cats won't go. The climbing out onto the banks. The naked man working harmlessly in the woods. Like a milkweed or fox you are something that parted the dirt here. The rotting that sets in when you leave.