sidebrow

Document No. 3

At one time we lived at the


top of a very steep hill


and this is what we called it



and


at the bottom of that very steep


hill was a creek and it


rushed and there were tangles


of grapevine and things.



The hill sunk and rose small in places.


The hill had names


we gave it like mountains and



the open air


the


air.



And this is how we saved it.



That despite the threats to the archive


(overcapacity, fire)



and how mother swore to deer and


hawks and owls the unkempt


perimeters that father



said, look this is how you know where it ends



we incised it but slowly


decades


grandmother



where the creek headed, said,


there was once a mock-orange here,


the miscellaneous bamboo.