- Cassiopeia
Meanwhile, somebody else's grandma spoons coldbutterscotch pudding to her lips beside your own grandma.
They prefer custard but won't complain to the nurses.Revolutions happen elsewhere. The once beloved's face
becomes fatter, the moustache greasier, and it is the leastyou could have hoped for, but it doesn't satisfy.
Your brother is doing well because you have adjustedyour definition of "well." He wakes sober in a house
of sober men. They eat dry toast and he drives to the tinyCape Cod airport to wave his arms around and drag
cigarettes, the heavy weight of himself, and duffel bagsfilled with souvenir driftwood and bathing suits
along the tarmac all day. The Vineyard people offerpinched smiles to his dropped R's and the desire to feel
another, very particular way plays beneath eachmoment like Muzak. He resists. How noble,
to resist. How unlike the gods. Meanwhile, the mortalsare fasting. Your sister listens to the same screech
on repeat and walks along the White River seeingonly the stones beneath the low, clear water, surprised
by its sting when she kneels and leans to pressher face against their shine. She has not cut her thighs
in weeks. And you go on not calling your brotheror grandmother, sobbing each time you fold clothes. [End Page 22]
Elsewhere, sickness spreading is one way bodiescommunicate. Your mother sends a card
with some money in it, says her husband is dyingso slowly he seems fine. You make the same corn salad
for a different set of dinner guests, put on Nebraskaone more time. Meanwhile, the constellations. Cassiopeia
hanging upside-down from her throne and you on Earthjust gawking, wondering what kind of person you are,
and if you'd be the one to open up your armswhen she's no longer able to hold on. [End Page 23]
Caylin Capra-Thomas's second chapbook, Inside My Electric City (2016), is available through YesYes Books. She is the recipient of the Louisville Literary Arts Association's 2016 Writer's Block Prize for Poetry, as well as Yemassee's 2016 Nonfiction Prize. Other poems have appeared in journals including Crazyhorse, Willow Springs, Salt Hill, the Journal, Ninth Letter, and elsewhere. She lives in Gainesville, Florida.