I woke up nervous even though I was the only one home. I had the entire morning to get ready for the trip, no one to walk to school. I was irritated at the radio. The milk was sour. I was nervous about everything I needed to get done. I was nervous about getting lost.
I cleaned up the house and stood at the sink, washing yesterday's dishes. At first it was pleasant, but then I got frustrated that it was taking so long. The printer jammed. I broke a bottle. And I couldn't find my warm mittens.
She travels for 3 days and nights
with the little girl
who has only one good eye
and who likes to stand on her tip-toes.
joanna dane, shakuhachi
tad neuhaus, mbira