I have almost

officially decided that I don't want to be pre-med anymore. My new ideal is just becoming a really great researcher and writing while I wait for experiments to run. It fits better, I think.

A Hundred Bolts of Satin

All you

have to lose

is one

connection

and the mind

uncouples

all the way back.

It seems

to have been 

a train. 

There seems

to have been

a track.

The things

that you

unpack

from the

abandoned cars

cannot sustain

life: a crate of

tractor axles,

for example,

a dozen dozen

clasp knives,

a hundred 

bolts of satin--

perhaps you

specialized 

more than

you imagined.

-Kay Ryan