I remember this game we used to play in grade school. We'd ask someone: Can you guess what I have behind my back?
You never knew if it was a candy or a daddy long legs or a tick or boogers.
But the next part of the game was--Open your hands and close your eyes, and I'll give it to you. Okay? Yeah, okay. Sure. No peeks!
I think of that game at the beginning of the new year. Or whenever anyone is talking about the future. As if it's a hand with something I don't really want to touch but will anyhow.
Nin Andrews is the author of 5 full collections of poetry and 6 chapbooks. She is also the editor of a book of translations of the Belgian poet, Henri Michaux. She keeps a literary blog and a blog of environmental comics.