white teeth. “What tribe do you tioned Wess. Wess adjusted his green pack on his back. The highway ahead looked like a long licorice whip that disappeared into the horizon. A green highway sign read, Madison 243 miles. Wess thought how good it would be to get home after a summer of bumming around. Turning around Wess saw a few cars wizz by. Wess started thumbing, and cars would pass him and rush down the endless highway. Getting tired Wess turned and started walking. The early afternoon sun beat down on him. Beads of sweat formed on his high forehead, ‘The and sweaty. A horn blew as a blue camper pulled over to the side of the road. From the cap came a deep masculine voice, ‘‘Hey man want a lift?” Wess hurried to the cab. As he looked in he saw a man about his age sitting in the driver's seat. He looked like an Inbut Wess couldn't tell because his black hair clung to the sides of his face. As Wess opened the door he could smell pipe smoke and ham sandwiches. The cab was cluttered with maps and pipe tobacco. “Where you heading man?” said the driver. ‘‘Madison,'’ answered Wess as he took off his pack and put it on the floor. ‘Want a sandwich?” asked the driver, “My name's Joe.” ‘‘Mines Wess, answered Wess, ‘‘Good sandwich." Wess looked out the cab window at the corn fields. The flat land made the fields look like a green ocean. The corn seemed endless as the searing sun glared on answered to?’ quesYou Joe. ‘Where are you heading now?" asked Wess while looking at Joe’s faded levis and T-shirt. “Back to school in Milwaukee," answered Joe. For almost an hour Wess and Joe didn't say much to each other. Except for an occasional comment about the scenery, traffic, or how badly people drove. The road seemed endless as the camper sped down the highway. A big intersection was coming up and Joe started to slow down. He pulled the camper to the road's edge. ‘This is where we got to split,"’ said Joe. Wess opened the cab door and got out taking his‘pack. ‘‘Thanks for the lift Joe,” said Wess*as he waved good by to Joe. Wess started walking again. A bright sign read Madison 53 miles. The highway looked as if steaming lakes were flowing across them. Wess trudged down the highway until he couldn't go any further. He sat down and leaned against his pack. As Wess sat there he made a small sign out of some cardboard with Madison written on it. He put the sign at his feet, and sat back and waited for simeone to stop for him. The afternoon sun felt hot on his tanned face, and his whole body was warmed by the sun. From down the road Wess saw a yellow Mustang put on it's blinker. The car pulled over to the shoulder. From in- he would wipe them away with his broad hand. The pack made his back hot and dian, Seneca, SONNET belong side a cracking voice said, ‘‘Going Madison?" A You Sleepy eyed Counts his viewer high our change this heart of mine, and undecided. sweet shared moments, resided. To thrive, and J will soon find another To replace your hold 9 now release. to part having Grom an Rather aching Betrayed hearts love R eunited, endures and harsh loneliness, vows and promises. heal Loneliness subdued, : True now to wecovert heart than broken wounds with resentfulness, they take fresh COUTSES, time of separation blooms a new relation. Laurie Craig FULL MOON Moonbeams Inky shine shadows through trees of stretch across my tangled thread; bed. THE LONELY LOVER Debby Taylor I wish 4 were to not the the only summer four in your LOST MEMORY heart SEQSONS 9 tried year. To Vicki in the sky will fear that in your absence love will cease Better HAIKU Diamonds time think my love will dwindle into time You oO f the When Wess took his eyes from the field he noticed Joe was whistling. His tan skin was stretched across his high cheek bones. His dark eyes seemed to twinkle in the sunlight. ‘Where you been traveling this summer?'’ asked Wess. ‘Oh I’ve been back on the reservation in western New York State.'’ said Joe as he smiled and showed a gap between his that Taking But it. say heart yet so young catch the last Thrilling Cole ty moment Tried in vain, Was gone. Lut with you, found that below Teresa treasure. Ronda Miller 23 22 Pe Fisher it