Some Might Say That All I’ve Done Is Stack Up a Heap of Objects
-Brenda Coultas
A Handmade Museum 2002
-Queen of Diamonds card– scuffed by a dog’s jaw
-jigsaw puzzle piece– lost for its purpose
-glass bottle– splintering back into nimble sand
-matchbox– one match left with no head
-toy soldier— the currency of a plastic voyage
-socks in the gutter– still folded together in solidarity
-fortune without the cookie–
The experts on Wall St. will be surprised
by your financial prosperity
-the street itself—
quarried from the bedrock of its infancy
ground down to the rubble of utility
mixed into the cement and asphalt of broken things