Dashboard Horus: A Bird's Eye View of the Universe

Bio: Susan H. Evans lives in Baltimore, Maryland, and writes memoir, poetry, and reflective fiction. She is published in many online, as well as print journals, and magazines.  Displaced   Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life. -- Jack Kerouac      The canvas jaws of the sodden suitcase open wide, taking a big bite out of the large rock, the rest of it inflating and deflating like a shabby accordion. Although the water current -- brisk, swirling, and cold –pushes against the case, the baggage clings like a jilted lover.      I wrench the case from the surface of the gray boulder, flops it face down in winter’s sparse grass, and expose it to the overcast day’s hollow eyes. The case seems to gasp, to pant, to sigh. The creek trickles out of its seams, pockets, and tight corners.      A day passes. I return to the scene of the case. It lies still, out of context, bluer than the sky, dispirited as its faded airpo