Roquette drove the k-tractor along the edge of a wheat field. A false sun floated above. Moldenke sat where the farmer’s dog would sit, chewing a stonepick.
Heat shimmered over the grain, crickets bounced against the metal of the k-tractor. Roquette put on a sun hat.
Moldenke said, “The wheat. It’s standing still.” Roquette blamed it on a lack of wind. Moldenke placed the fault on a lack of imagination. “When I imagine a wheat field, the wind blows the grain,” he said.
Roquette said, “You are feeling better.”
A mock tornado churned at the horizon.
Ohle, David. Motorman. New York: Calamari Press, 2008.