And When I Laughed, the Wind Laughed Too by Michelle Muenzler


 
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Just this morning I heard the wind whisper

the names of the dead as I walked to

the corner for a lotto ticket and

a pack of smokes my pockets

stuffed with quarters so

many quarters they


sp i l l e

d


into the gutter

and as I bent

to scoop

them

up

my name too

I heard


 

MICHELLE MUENZLER writes fiction both dark and strange to counterbalance the sweetness of her baking. Her short fiction and poetry can be read in numerous magazines, and she takes immense joy in crinkling words like little foil puppets. Check out michellemuenzler.com for links to the rest of her work.