The Snapping Turtle

The only things that changed in her life were dreams. So she paid more and more attention to them. She came to feel that all the dreams she'd ever had were connected, as if part of one vast landscape. With practice, she could traverse it discovery and dreams she'd never remembered before. Her clothes hung loose, then fell apart. The words in the paper bax grew blurrier until she could read them only if she bent close. At the lake, she slept through a run on fish at night,. when it was cool, she gathered stones from the shore line into the heaviest cairns. How deep was the lake? Was it possible it would sink past the edge into