Academic journal article Dialogue : A Journal of Mormon Thought

Echo of Boy

Academic journal article Dialogue : A Journal of Mormon Thought

Echo of Boy

Article excerpt

My son hunches into the storm in his oversized coat

to collect fast offerings, a two-hour route

because the other mother's sons stay in when it's cold.

He is mine.

His wrists

out-hang his sleeves. His hair

squirms from his well-slicked part,

and he is mine. He's out there

in the snow and I can't settle. Thirteen years old; thirteen,

the way he slides a little to the right of us on the Sunday pew,

like someone has hit "tab" on the keyboard, though still

he'll let me pull him back to drape my arm around

those slumping shoulders.

Shadow of boy.

It's snowing and he is fine out there.

He's fine. At home

he sprawls on the couch behind those heavy eyes. Outline

of boy. Echo of boy. I tell it to him straight: "The reward

for showing up," I say, "is that you're the first one they call

next time. …

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