Saturday, October 08, 2005

Hallway of doors. part two

I walk through another door and down to the edge of the river. The water is the same color of the muddy bank and there's a large branch sticking up and over the water. What is odd is that the branch has been burned black by fire but the land is tall green grass as far as you can see in all directions. Across the river I see a path like the path I walked down on my side. There is a man standing there.

"Do you remember this place?"

"The Rio Grande."

"That's right."

"I remember lots of flies and mosquitos."

"They won't be here now. How is your mother?"

"She's doing as well as can be expected."

"How are you doing?"

"Well you can see that the river is still muddy."

"Yes. From your side it is."

A rabbit scurried away from a hiding place at my feet and I cursed it because when I looked back across the river he was gone. The river's always been muddy to me. When I pulled the door closed I looked down at my shoes and they were clean again.

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