I Reach Across the River of Time
by Steve Klepetar
and there you are, running, always running
as if your brother would chase you forever
through mists, his red face twisted in rage,
gaining, and your sister crying, her tears huge
and hot as you twist around the narrow passages
of our world, those tunnels under buildings
where you lose him in the dark. And then
you’re alone, building a model plane, gluing
gray, plastic pieces so carefully that ev