C4 antho - Chamber Four

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~22~ The Chamber Four Fiction Anthology words―once, twice, then four times. The sunlight catches the tear that begins to form in her eyes. She turns to the east and begins running. She can feel my energy vibrating from the store down the street. She follows that. The two Pac-Men move along the sidewalks, getting closer and closer. A sudden breeze quivers the trees. She grabs a skateboard from a neighbor’s yard and skates down the middle of the road, knees bent, arms to the sides. Her hood slips over her eyes and for a brief moment, the neighbors marvel at Liz Phair, skateboarding down the middle of their street, looking just like the cover of her first album. It ends with me getting hit by Liz Phair on a skateboard. I fall, and the two apples fly into the sky upon impact. She looks down at me and curses. I stand up. She is Liz Phair. She is four inches shorter than I am, but standing on the skateboard, we are almost even. She looks me in the eyes. A leaf falls from the tree and skitters the side of my cheek, drifts to the ground. I catch my reflection in a car window and notice for the first time that I too have a glow about me, all around my face.

Eupcaccia* _________ by Angie Lee from Witness _________ *From Kobo Abe’s The Ark Sakura, trans. Juliet Winters Carpenter (New York: Alfred A. Knopf, 1988), 7-8. “[On this] Island (the insect’s native habitat), eupcaccia is the word for “clock.” Half an inch long, the insect is of the order Coleoptera, and has a stubby black body lined with vertical brown stripes. Its only other distinguishing feature is its lack of legs, those appendages having atrophied because the insect has no need to crawl about in search of food. It thrives on a peculiar diet―its own feces. The idea of ingesting one’s own waste products for nourishment sounds about as ill-advised as trying to start a fire from ashes; the explanation lies, it seems, in the insect’s extremely slow rate of consumption, which allows plenty of time for the replenishment of nutrients by bacterial action. Using its round abdomen as a fulcrum, the eupcaccia pushes itself around counterclockwise with its long, sturdy antennae, eating as it eliminates. As a result, the excrement always lies in a perfect half-circle. It begins ingesting at dawn and ceases at sunset, then sleeps till morning. Since its head always points in the direction of the sun, it also functions as a timepiece.” _________ The row of mailboxes in front of Tewa Trailer Park in Tesuque, New Mexico, reads from left to right: W.C., Mr. & Mrs. Chicken, Joy Vanderloo, T. J. Apodaca, Santi Chun- Mogul, the Orcistas, Esquibels, Benscooters, Justice, and E. Eagle. An “E-normous” and wholly intact spiderweb extends from the plastic lip of W.C.’s receptacle and connects to the corner of a cinder block several feet away. Shoved inside the cinder block’s cool arches are the spider’s previous attempts to conquer the distance, balled-up practice sessions of dry, white discharge. At least a million fire ants roam the park, slinging gravel, dead ants, and food. The surrounding yellowed soil is stained with miles of their invisible language. Sagebrush, chamisa, and other brittle-stemmed shrubs bend upon contact and perfume the air, but otherwise the flora

Eupcaccia*<br />

_________<br />

by Angie Lee<br />

from Witness<br />

_________<br />

*From Kobo Abe’s The Ark Sakura, trans. Juliet Winters Carpenter (New York:<br />

Alfred A. Knopf, 1988), 7-8. “[On this] Island (the insect’s native habitat), eupcaccia<br />

is the word for “clock.” Half an inch long, the insect is of the order<br />

Coleoptera, and has a stubby black body lined with vertical brown stripes. Its<br />

only other distinguishing feature is its lack of legs, those appendages having atrophied<br />

because the insect has no need to crawl about in search of food. It<br />

thrives on a peculiar diet―its own feces. The idea of ingesting one’s own waste<br />

products for nourishment sounds about as ill-advised as trying to start a fire<br />

from ashes; the explanation lies, it seems, in the insect’s extremely slow rate of<br />

consumption, which allows plenty of time for the replenishment of nutrients by<br />

bacterial action. Using its round abdomen as a fulcrum, the eupcaccia pushes itself<br />

around counterclockwise with its long, sturdy antennae, eating as it eliminates.<br />

As a result, the excrement always lies in a perfect half-circle. It begins<br />

ingesting at dawn and ceases at sunset, then sleeps till morning. Since its head<br />

always points in the direction of the sun, it also functions as a timepiece.”<br />

_________<br />

The row of mailboxes in front of Tewa Trailer Park in<br />

Tesuque, New Mexico, reads from left to right: W.C., Mr. &<br />

Mrs. Chicken, Joy Vanderloo, T. J. Apodaca, Santi Chun-<br />

Mogul, the Orcistas, Esquibels, Benscooters, Justice, and E.<br />

Eagle. An “E-normous” and wholly intact spiderweb extends<br />

from the plastic lip of W.C.’s receptacle and connects to the<br />

corner of a cinder block several feet away. Shoved inside the<br />

cinder block’s cool arches are the spider’s previous attempts<br />

to conquer the distance, balled-up practice sessions of dry,<br />

white discharge. At least a million fire ants roam the park,<br />

slinging gravel, dead ants, and food. The surrounding yellowed<br />

soil is stained with miles of their invisible language.<br />

Sagebrush, chamisa, and other brittle-stemmed shrubs bend<br />

upon contact and perfume the air, but otherwise the flora

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