33 Snowfish by Adam Rapp

Author:Adam Rapp [Rapp, Adam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-7636-5424-5
Publisher: Candlewick Press
Published: 2003-08-28T04:00:00+00:00

A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain

Softly blows o’er Lullaby Bay

It fills the sails of boats that are waiting

Waiting to sail your worries away

It isn’t far to Hushabye Mountain

And your boat waits down by the key

The winds of night so softly are sighing

Soon they will fly your troubles to sea

So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain

Wave goodbye to cares of the day

Watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain

Sail far away from Lullaby Bay

That old nigger man just sneaked up on me with his rusty rifle going, “Go ’head and touch it. Go on.” And his voice was all oily and wack like a voice you hear when you’re hiding on the Metra Rock Island train to Chicago and the conductor is coming to bust your ass.

My hand is shaking and that old nigger’s eyes is so white it’s like God made them like that on purpose just to scare little kids. And now I got my gat pulled out and I realize that my snap must’ve got stuck again cuz the whole pocket’s ripped and the snap’s jammed in the trigger and now I got my gat pointed at that chicken and that ratty little bird ain’t jumping around like them chickens you see on TV — this one’s staring at me the way a poker player stares at you when he’s got a flush and its eye is all hard and dark like a doll’s eye so I squeeze the trigger three times but my gat won’t fire probably cuz of the snow going sideways and shit and after the old nigger with the rifle sees how wack my gat is he starts moving toward me all slow and evil and he’s bow-legged and skinny and creaky-looking like one of them homeless bummy Rockdale niggers and that makes his moving toward me seem twice as slow and twice as evil so I try shooting the chicken again but my gat just makes that little noise like some bird bones snapping and then the nigger tells me if I do the trigger one more time he’s gonna pull my pants down and paddle my ass so hard with the end of his rifle that I ain’t gonna be able to walk for the rest of my life and his voice is all deep and tired and kinda spooky like he’s been hiding in a basement for like skeighty-eight years and shit so I put my gat back in my leg pocket and he tells me the only thing he hates worse than a thief is a chicken thief and how his wack little chicken is older than me and how he named it after his wife and how he’s gonna tie a rope around my ankle and make me clean his yard and how he ain’t gonna untie the rope till the whole thing is cleaned and how the chicken is gonna watch me and peck on the window if I start messing with the rope and then I look at his

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