Abstract
The stick breaks. This part. Do you see it, here? It splinters, slivers of heartwood, still wet, thin enough to not hurt at first when they slide under the nail, the rest of the wood discarded, the length stuck deeper, the pink skin turned white then red, then the nail coming off, the air getting somewhere it shouldn’t. See how it flaps and then hangs? Shake your hand. The stick breaks—do you see it?
Cover Page Footnote
"The Black Shapes" was originally published at Booth.
Recommended Citation
McLeod, Charles
(2014)
"The Black Shapes,"
Booth: Vol. 6
:
Iss.
9
, Article 4.
Retrieved from:
https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/booth/vol6/iss9/4