Red Rover Red Rover. Bob Hicok

      

      Red Rover Red Rover

      BOB HICOK

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      For Eve

      Contents

       Title Page

       Note to Reader

       A partial list of a life

       For the sad Wallendas

       The feast

       The life of the rough night

       Prepare for takeoff

       Postcard

       Refraction

       Inside job

       A nature documentary

       Yes this again

       A lament, pep talk, and challenge walk into a bar

       Interlude

       Under construction

       On having a month off

       Falling

       Plans for the day

       Family matters

       Buzz

       The description I carry in my wallet in case Eve goes missing and I go mute

       Good fortune

       No suicide is not an island

       Once more, from the top

       More than whispers, less than rumors

       On the rocks

       Pedagogy

       Remedy

       Silo City

       Weather report

       Hush little baby

       Genuflection

       Amsterdam: murmuration

       I keep making the mistake of approaching solitude alone

       My Tao

       On the one hand

       On the other hand

       The thing is

       Here, now, gone

       Long-distance call

       Having our cake and being eaten by it, too

       No you go

       Report from the field

       Career day

       Kriah

       Zoom

       Looking in the mirror

       Love love me do

       After