God And Jetfire
“Things as enormous and unthinkable as the Grand Canyon become background scenery. I am a mother, the worst kind of mother. I am bound forever to Jevn, but I may never see Jevn again. I have a one-and-a-half-year-old son.
* * * When I was seventeen, I drove across Arizona with my boyfriend. “Look to your left, after the trees,” he said, to prepare me. The trees fell away and the earth opened like a mouth. It opened and kept opening. I sank into my bucket seat, grasping at its base. We were d...riving a rental with the top down. I felt the mouth sucking me into it.
We parked, and I processed it in fragments, looking through my fingers. There was no middle distance. Near fell instantaneously into far. The canyon sides opposite us were crisp, brickish, and steamy. The distant rim seemed at once touchable and impossibly remote.
I wanted to kick it. Or kick something into it. I wanted to watch a branch or a rock catapult down the sides, banging and rolling, to show me how here became there.MoreLess
* * * When I was seventeen, I drove across Arizona with my boyfriend. “Look to your left, after the trees,” he said, to prepare me. The trees fell away and the earth opened like a mouth. It opened and kept opening. I sank into my bucket seat, grasping at its base. We were d...riving a rental with the top down. I felt the mouth sucking me into it.
We parked, and I processed it in fragments, looking through my fingers. There was no middle distance. Near fell instantaneously into far. The canyon sides opposite us were crisp, brickish, and steamy. The distant rim seemed at once touchable and impossibly remote.
I wanted to kick it. Or kick something into it. I wanted to watch a branch or a rock catapult down the sides, banging and rolling, to show me how here became there.MoreLess
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