It’s in the mailbox, and it smells like something I don’t remember.
We played with it when we were younger; we threw it at each other.
I crouched down, searching for something else, my head and shoulders itched for days because of it.
The way it pushed between my toes tickled and aroused my youthful person.
It was not part of what I knew, but of what I observed from afar.
There were an average amount of them, and we didn’t talk much about it.
The way it shimmered in its movement was peaceful and still.
It was the earth mixed with sweat on my forehead.
It was the correction on my cheeks.
It was the finger in my hole.

Will Haughery’s multi disciplinary work focuses on experiential consumption, melodrama and identity. His work has shown at L’hybride, Lille, France; Mana Contemporary, Chicago,IL; John Michael Kohler Arts Center, Wisconsin; Pratt Manhattan Gallery, NY, and The Institute of Contemporary Art, Philadelphia, PA. He has lectured and performed at Arcadia University, The New York Public Library and Big Forever inChicago, IL. His work has been discussed in Hyperallergic, theartblog.com and the Princeton Architectural Press. He holds a B.F.A. in Sculpture from Tyler School of Art.