this post was written in 2016, never finished, and never published. 

We found the trampoline for free on craigslist.

If it were listed in the area we’d moved from, it would have been gone in a flash. But Franklin, Kentucky is a small town and the Craigslist is slow, and the free trampoline was held for us until Jeremy could come back into town and help me get it.

I look out the window because I daren’t interrupt–inside the net is a complete world contained, the world of three boys–Kransmen we call them, tongue-in-cheek–their natural and artificial hierarchy, their roles chosen for now because it must be this way. It will not always be this way.