I. Tess marks time with her daughter’s body: bones grow in cadence to the hourglass slip of sand grains after n overcast beach day Tess rinses soap suds and Sarasota sugar sand from her daughter’s skin Elah: the valley
Would she know this place without apple orchards, bare vines crucifixed, with wires pulsing underground? Would her naked feet sear on the macadam even in late October light when he came for her daughter, who, some said, went all