Field Notes from the Flood Zone
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Heather Sellers
Heather Sellers is the author of four poetry collections: Field Notes from the Flood Zone (BOA, 2022); The Present State of the Garden (Lynx House Press, 2021); The Boys I Borrow (New Issues Press, 2007), which was a finalist for the James Laughlin Award; and Drinking Girls and Their Dresses (Ahsahta Press, 2002). She is also the author of the memoir You Don’t Look Like Anyone I Know (Riverhead, 2011), which was an O, the Oprah Magazine Book of the Month Club Choice and an Editor’s Choice at the New York Times, and the craft book The Practice of Creative Writing (Macmillan St. Martins Bedford, 2021), now in its fourth edition. Her writing has been featured in numerous publications and anthologies, including Best American Essays, Creative Nonfiction, Good Housekeeping, The New York Times, O, the Oprah Magazine, The Pushcart Prize Anthology, Reader’s Digest, The Sun, and Tin House. She has been awarded a fellowship from the National Endowment for the Arts and a residency at The MacDowell Colony. She teaches poetry and nonfiction in the MFA program at the University of South Florida. A native Floridian, she divides her time between St. Petersburg, Florida, and Manhattan. For more information about Heather Sellers, visit heathersellers.com.
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Field Notes from the Flood Zone - Heather Sellers
— Part One —
Storm Season Opens
I placed quarter after quarter in the meter, seven minutes, seven minutes, same seven minutes, never receiving the two hours I’d already come to think of as mine.
I walked past the tourist shops, paintings of flowers and sharks. Pearl pendants, silver sand dollars and starfish. Waterfront real estate. Curry.
I touched unmated shoes on display and watched a long-haired dachshund refuse the cobbler’s treat.
At a bar in this rain-steamed Southern city, I ordered salmon salad.
The woman next to me said to her friends, I think there’s a place in Orlando that is like an ice bar.
I take like as burnishing.
I read an essay on mystery, distinguishing what is secret from what is hidden.
As I took notes, the woman next to me said, Let us know if you need any help.
Are we okay here? Are we still okay?
the bartender said. She turned and I saw the back of her black silk blouse slit from nape to waist to show the words, an illegible cursive sentence tattooed down her spine.
After, I stepped out into the amphitheater of night to see jagged neon bolts stitching across the dome, the whole sky whitening, flash-flickering, the world about to go out, not wanting to go out.
The rains begin.
Virtual Life
At my kitchen counter, I enter an online classroom called Blackboard Ultra Hangout to speak with a student in pajamas about her novel-in- progress: too many characters, not enough trouble.
The termite inspector arrives. Have I seen any wings, frass? He climbs a ladder into my attic, two enormous flashlights hanging from his belt like swords, with a plastic clipboard, his small white shield.
When has a man last been inside my house?
At the corner store I purchase popcorn, wine, and a waxy yellow pepper, inexplicably stranded among inedibles.
Evening pours over the island.
I continue my quest to distinguish solitude, isolation, loneliness and aloneness.
The king tide rises obsidian.
I am on this small island in the Gulf, a bobber on a bobber.
And most nights I fall asleep as a child, the child who saved each blue bit of broken eggshell she found on sidewalks—for beauty, for muscle.
Mid-June, by Mid-Morning
The sky was greasy and gray, hard waves tipping over the seawall. I thought I had time to get to the bank—quick hop over the little white bridge.
Sheets of rain and slabs of water slide over the pavement, over the sidewalks. The intersection is already blocked by men in yellow slickers with hoods and bills. They wave with all their arms, Turn back, turn back, turn back.
When I pass the stone women on the boulevard, I pretend they are in conversation, not being spied on.
Sometimes the water comes up to our waists.
Rain
When it begins to rain, it rains every afternoon, or all day, and some nights are made more of water than darkness.
Raindrops the size of grapes, the shape of asteroids. There is sweet rain, greasy rain, new rain. Rain