Welcome to Texas, Devin Johnston,
a windmill has your name—
stubborn and American at off-rhyme
to the arroyo-creased, angular region.
Bald, redheaded turkey buzzards eat
a rabbit struck by what
it only understood as supernatural.
The birds bring to mind
black grasshoppers that broke clacking
into red-winged and rasping darts.
And even as we drive
secular sunlight polishes aluminum slantwise.

John Tipton, "Chinati" from Paramnesia. Copyright © 2016 by John Tipton. Reprinted by permission of Flood Editions..
Source: Paramnesia (Flood Editions., 2016)
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