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<strong>The</strong> <strong>Sleeping</strong> <strong>Wall</strong><br />
In the picture, horses leap over hedges. Red coats, riding crops, black boots. A fox runs ahead of<br />
the hounds. As a small child, the scene terrified him. His father teased him for his timidity. But<br />
it wasn’t fear for the fox that frightened him. It was his recognition that the fox knew he was<br />
running for his life.<br />
His sisters build houses with cards, then knock them down. <strong>The</strong>y whisper to each other.<br />
6<br />
James is no longer separate. He is one of a stream of green uniforms flowing from the<br />
jungle into an open field. A soldier inches forward, leaning his weight on a crooked tree<br />
limb. Others limp and twitch, sleepwalkers yanked from the shadows of the jungle like<br />
marionettes. <strong>The</strong> lifting of feet, the turning heads controlled by invisible hands. Grasses<br />
trodden.<br />
<strong>The</strong>y burned the village. Cluster of houses, chickens, dogs. Old women and men<br />
hiding. Children with bound mouths. Vines of burnt flowers.<br />
<strong>The</strong> field fills with men until it seems the jungle cannot release more, but they keep coming,<br />
some weeping, a few carried on dirty cloth stretchers. Odors of sweat and dried<br />
blood cling to him.<br />
An ambush avenged. A child’s head wrenched sideways.<br />
A gray sun starts its descent. Rain falls straight down between the men. Between saplings<br />
that rise straight up out of the earth and blades of thin grass. A warm rain that draws fine<br />
black lines against the sky and slips between the wooden men with their wooden faces.<br />
You can almost hear the small clicking sounds of teeth chattering in empty mouths. <strong>The</strong>ir<br />
eyes seem painted on their faces, their pupils black pinholes. <strong>The</strong>y don’t look left or right,<br />
but down at the ground.<br />
Night sweats. Lotus dreams. Scorched earth. Red dusk.<br />
He has left the jungle and cannot return.<br />
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