2 December 2002 | Vol. 2, No. 4

Blueprints & Material

by ROBERT GIBBONS

Working on a foundation reminiscent of a screened-in porch I helped my family build when I was a kid, only much larger. Carting wheelbarrows of sand for the cement mixer & concrete blocks. Old friends showed up, good ones, then a couple I wanted to avoid, even in the dream. Slipped out the back by way of a childhood landscape: Joe's farm, just past the plum trees. Jogged like the wind. That's how it felt: lithe, pounds shed, an obv