Voices in Time
daniel woodrell introduces uncle teardrop
She’d start with Uncle teardrop, though Uncle
teardrop scared her. He lived three miles down
the creek, but she walked on the railroad tracks.
Snow covered the tracks and made humps over
the rails, and the twin humps guided her. She
broke her own trail through the snow and booted
the miles from her path. The morning sky was
gray and crouching, the wind had snap and drew
water to her eyes. She wore a green hooded sweat-shirt and mamaw’s black coat. Ree nearly always
wore a dress or skirt, but with combat boots, and
the skirt this day was a bluish plaid. Her knees
kicked free of the plaid when she threw her long
legs forward and stomped the snow.