Excerpt from "Trying For Fire"

I had a plan back then- my feet were made
for football: each toe had the heart
of a different animal, so I ran
ten ways at once. I knew I'd play pro
and live with my best friend, and
when Vanessa let us pull up her sweater
those deep-brown balloony mounds made me believe
in a world where eventually you could touch
whatever you didn't understand.
- Tim Seibles