I saw your ghost at Whole Foods today
or maybe it was really you
I hadn’t felt that way in a while,
probably since Utah,
the feeling that I needed to hide
just in case you were there
I scanned the parking lot after,
eyeing the spots for cars that looked like yours
It’s the same I used to do at home,
looking for a silver Honda or a brown Volvo
Elation at the sight of one, panic for the other
It’s the same way I used to look in the rear view mirror on summer mornings
just in case Bloodsucker was behind me
He usually wasn’t
It’s the same way I used to look under the tree at the humanities building
because I had seen Judge there exactly once
Which is the same way my cat checked the bathtub for a year
because she remembered the time there was a moth in it after I showered
All of this to say
that I think it’s time to move on,
move away,
but I can’t this time
because it’s not that simple,
and I know you are leaving soon
but your sister will still be here
and I will search every parking lot
for her car
probably forever
Sometimes I eat something salty
And the sodium is too much
And for hours afterward I sit
With my mouth all dry and
Drinking water that
Vanishes instantly
And I wish I had just drank more
Earlier in the day
So I didn’t have to spend
My evening
With my tongue swollen
And begging for water.
Anyway,
That’s how I feel when I think
About you,
That I just should have
Taken my first step before my second
And not said all those things
And shut my big mouth
And thought before I jumped
And I would still have you
And I would be able to miss you
When you leave.
But if I’m being honest,
I should have noticed
From the first time I saw you
That I was doing my thing again,
The one where I get obsessed
And dig myself into holes of embarrassment
That don’t end until I ruin it all
Though if I’m being really honest
I did notice,
But I didn’t want to stop.
So if I could go back in time
And start all over
I’d be better,
Be normal
It would have been
Like the water
Before the salt
And I wouldn’t be sitting here
All parched
And regretful
Thinking about you
Still.
“Ha! Ha!” the Crow cawed as she flew off. “You were clever enough to catch me, Fox, but you weren’t clever enough to eat me when you had me!”
Fillmore, “The Fox and the Crow”
There are several folktale types in which crows are characterized as clever creatures that can escape from dire situations. Due to this association, I use a crow to depict the Escapist. Uther’s Folktale Type 6 is called “Animal Captor Persuaded to Talk.” In this tale type, a crow escapes from becoming prey by asking its captor a question. The predator, often a fox, has the crow in its mouth and is about to eat it. When the predator opens its mouth to answer the question, the crow falls out and is able to get away (Uther, 2011, p. 22). This tale type is used in a specific Finnish folktale called “The Fox and the Crow” (Fillmore, 1922). After describing a situation of conflict in which I was the antagonist in “Whole Foods” and “Salt Before Water,” I quote this Finnish tale to close off my poems. I show an awareness that I understand what I did wrong, and an honesty that I knew I was in the wrong the whole time and chose not to act differently. The last of the seven character quilts, this story ends off similarly to where I began with Idolator: acknowledging the pain I have felt, apologizing for the pain I caused, but showing little if any evolution.