We say I feel so alone, and we mean we don’t know how to communicate.
St. Mary’s Memorial
The first day is always the toughest.
The first day is always the toughest.
Volunteer
They called me a Lab Assistant.
They called me a Lab Assistant.
McDonald’s
A poem by Anders Carlson-Wee.
A poem by Anders Carlson-Wee.
Asking for Work at Flathead Bible
If I had a hammer in my hand, I pulled nails. If I had a sheet, I found the corners.
If I had a hammer in my hand, I pulled nails. If I had a sheet, I found the corners.
When I was a Boy—Birdcalls
Sucking water bottles like leeches, and communicating in ways only owls understood.
Sucking water bottles like leeches, and communicating in ways only owls understood.
When I was a Boy—Earshot
Lit with a Bic. Thrown so the firecracker clapped against my ear.
Lit with a Bic. Thrown so the firecracker clapped against my ear.
When I was a Boy—Polaroid
Eyes focused just beyond the lens.
Eyes focused just beyond the lens.
When I was a Boy—Leaving Fargo
Adventure on the road.
Adventure on the road.
When I Was a Boy—Dynamite
When brothers played, everything was dynamite.
When brothers played, everything was dynamite.