Emily Chase, Slow Growth (Rend), 2014 (Artist Website)
Mulberry paper, buttons, thread, rust, branch
Something moved in the grass—wind-roused
feathers—and with them fur
for a doll,
a dried-out cape. The soft pelt
I shouldn’t touch, my hand reaching to pet it
unbidden
unbidden:
The boy’s clothes folded neatly
next to him
in the snow (red vest)
in the grove
of wild plums