Dawn Trook teaches English composition and creative writing at the University of California, Merced. Her work has been seen in <i>The Rumpus</i>, <i>Colorado Review</i>, <i>Brooklyn Review</i>, and ot
I’m a pile of bones,
clattering, too loud for a jaunt through the desert.
Fold me up, a wooden marionette,
put me in the chest with the other
old toys and scrapbooks.
The bean plants are crawling up the trellis,
little curlicues weaving through the twine,
gripping and climbing diligently towards the sky,
making a ladder for a curious young man to ascend–
we’ll