Paula Brancato Paula Brancato

MAY

Olive the Bunny

Bunny

Once upon a time, there was a bunny in a forest.  At that time this bunny was the only bunny.  There had been a Nonna and a Papa and a Mama bunny, but the little bunny whose name was Olive got lost one day lapping up maple syrup from the old maple tree down by the brook.  On that day her family searched and searched for her, but she could not be found.  They were moving to California and the hawk that was carrying them had a deadline, and so they went, or rather, he got ornery and carried them away.

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Paula Brancato Paula Brancato

February

TK’s apartment… penury, a penal colony… no windows… borrowings… towels, rags, mittens… flew up in my own vehicle…

Saturday in May

By Paula Brancato

TK’s apartment… penury, a penal colony… no windows… borrowings… towels, rags, mittens… flew up in my own vehicle… I was the only one who had one… large building… been here before… upper floors glass… white pine notes… no privacy… I drink his poison… I throw it… he shows me a fridge… small box in which to do this… two women comment all the while… another man following, flying downtown… my first husband TK and I never lived downtown… he was a pilot… removed, emotionless, something under… there… somewhere… kind enough… before I confused it… went across the hall to the other man’s flat… TK hands me a toothbrush and robe (he may as well have saluted)… in the back of the room is our fertility doctor… I go for it… the shower, but I cannot find it… cannot find anything… tooth sore… TK’s given me a packet… I almost threw it away… it is in my hand… is my hand… back… in the back bedroom the woman… Keira Knightly young… something I regret… jealousy… mine…

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