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November 17, 2009 4 comments

by Zoe Polach

We had a list of all the things that were important. It was a long list, but not too long, because it was very carefully edited. Thrift was on it, and wearing pants, and so was keeping good records. We’d made too many mistakes to forget that one.

One day at the end of winter, we were debating over lunch whether we should add something to the list. In the middle of the discussion, a stranger wandered in. We asked her what her name was, where did she come from, but she just smiled and asked politely if there was enough to share. We said, of course there is (hospitality was #14), pull up a chair and help yourself.

We continued talking, and the stranger listened attentively. At the end of the meal she thanked us for our kindness. She was a wandering magician, and she wondered if she might pay us back by putting on a little show. We said, we love a good magic trick, what’ve you got?

With great ceremony she pulled out a deck of cards. They were bigger than your average playing cards, and we thought they had different pictures, but we couldn’t quite make them out.

After shuffling them with all kinds of fancy flicks of the wrist, she fanned the cards out face-down and offered them to the nearest person. Take one, she said. He did, and turned it over. It read, simply, #20: paying debts. He read it out loud, and everyone looked at each other.

The magician took the card back. This is my best trick, she said, proud and a little shy. She traced the letters on the card with one long finger and they disappeared under her touch.

We wanted to be polite, but we didn’t understand. She said, you’ll see it if you try again. This time the card read #14: hospitality. As the word dissolved we felt something, a feeling whose name we couldn’t remember. Maybe we’d better see it again, we said, sitting up in our seats.

We erased our portraits, too, and our mortgages, and lots of things that people believed in. And every entry on our list had gone up in smoke before we were done. We felt better than we had in years.

When we were finished, we told her that after all this, we had to know her name. She said, I forget, I’m sorry, was it important?

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Zoe Polach is from the Maryland suburbs of D.C. She started as a freshman at the University of Chicago this fall.

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Pandora Opens Schrödinger’s Box

August 14, 2008 1 comment

don’t open the box don’t
open the box

someone walked down
out of the cracked vault of the sky
and what happened after that?

there was only one thing left.

they made her curious, she who
they made, who
was not a rib protected no one’s breath

curiosity killed the cat.

don’t open the box

who knew what would happen? she
maybe nobody knew

eenie meenie minie moe
caught a tiger by the toe––

and what happened after that?

satisfaction brought it back.
a cat with two lives
or a life and a death
or there were two cats

what was left in the box?
that depends on who you ask.
one cat.
it’s a matter of interpretation.

eenie meenie minie moe
catch a tiger by the toe
she hollered, let them go

but something was left behind
in that box-that-was,
there was one thing left behind

it was expectation anticipation
the ability to look ahead and imagine
some change within the formless future

change for good or change for evil?

and what happened after?

ever after we lived with pestilence
with poison gases, with envy
with decimation
with grave certainty.

ever after in the box stayed
either hope
or horror,
the dead cat
or the live one.

eenie meenie minie moe.

by Zoe Polach

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