Albatross
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Dore Kiesselbach
Dan Hind was a publisher for ten years. in 2009 he left the industry to develop a program of media reform centered on public commissioning. His journalism has appeared in the Guardian, the New Scientist, Lobster and the Times Literary Supplement. His books include The Threat to Reason and The Return of the Public. He lives in London.
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Albatross - Dore Kiesselbach
WINGS
PATHOLOGIST
On the way to the zoo we’d already seen
too often he said he needed to stop
and pick up some office paperwork.
In the hospital basement he walked
us to the cooler through the lab. We
passed pickled tissue, half-amphibians
gone wrong in glass jars. It was cold
behind those silver-handled doors,
shapes on gurneys, an orderly group
of four. Mom thought when we
told her that he’d used rights set
forth in their settlement to send
home a threat. And there were
times it seemed that he would kill
us. This time he only wanted us
to see where they would keep him
until the toxicology reports came
in and deformities in a heart with
enormous unmet needs and babies
who should never have been born.
DADA ONOMATOPOEIA
Your father asked about a movie you’d
seen, the kind parents used to drive
their children to at a local library
so they could continue the breakup
of their marriage alone. A character’d
leapt or fallen to his death. Again
and again he asked you whether
the dead one had gone splat. You
heard a word pulled so close
to being that it made no sense
of its own. It was unclear
then to science how some kinds
of squid reproduce. Over and
over you pretended not to
understand Dad’s question
the way a biologist might
study a dream-like body
washed partly-decomposed
ashore and for reasons of his
own shake his head though,
after some uncertainty, he’d
found its point of origin.
It was a surfeit of barbiturates;
Dad did not go splat. You’d
been right not to say your answer.
BOB
was what his 7-11 nametag said. Part of his head
was missing. Tumor or crash, they’d excised
skull and left steel plate, thinner than bone,
behind. It made a dent where, if his
head were a hand, the fist would be.
When he couldn’t find the right word,
he’d make a tapping motion there.
He let me eat without paying all
the chips I wanted from the rack.
It was a loneliness economy. Hours
a night for months, before I cycled
home to grim family dinners, we
leaned into one another behind the
counter as I flipped through his copy
of the paper I’d delivered. In time,
he trusted me alone with the cash
register. I learned to thwack coin
rolls on the counter’s metal edge
and spill their silver innards in the
till. I never took a cent—even
rung up customers—though twice
or so, too embarrassed and young
to pay,