SPRING 2013 (Issue 78)

Oliver de la Paz

Labyrinth 81

The boy in the labyrinth quenches his thirst. Cups his hands around stilled water and takes a deep sip. Feels the water thrill down his throat. What a wonder, he thinks, to feel the cold inside him. He hears his esophagus close. Little valves of his body open and shut. Inside him, water threads out into other pathways. His thirst disperses as water floods his stomach. And on the inside, he is calmed. He listens further and deeper into the colonnades of the underground. Columns hold the surface world up. Row upon row of column. He feels he is beneath a giant animal's ribs. That he is the water that runs beneath.