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A Path in the Woods

from Utburd by Michael Bell

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It is cool in the trees, and dark. The heavy bough where I crouch over the path is worn smooth, for I have lived a long and patient life, and I remain still as I watch, so still that sometimes small creatures hop close to me, and soon they are squeaking and squirming between my teeth, for a moment. Then there are only the sighing woods, sleeping under the moon.

I hear him blundering down the path long before I see him, and I see very well in the dark. He is singing and talking to himself, in his fear. They are always afraid, even when the path is warm and sun-dappled, but in the whispering dark, when they find themselves late and hurrying, they feel that I am watching, and in their terror they sing and talk even though they are alone, as though their songs could protect them.

So he does not hear me when I descend. I follow him along the path a little while. When his warbling song rises the loudest I crack a twig for him, and he stops, straining into the dark, but he does not see or hear me. When he continues, I follow, and still he does not see or hear me though he knows I am there, and then he is squeaking and squirming between my teeth, deliciously, until again there is only the silent moon, and the silent, watching woods.

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from Utburd, released October 29, 2023

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Michael Bell Bellingham, Washington

A Loose-Fish and a Fast-Fish, too.

Some of this is music for video games. The rest is a fairly raw document of my ongoing attempt to find something new among the blinking lights in my studio at home.

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