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The Golden Mean

The Golden Mean The Golden Mean Matthew Baker ( f ic t i o n ) A. Tryg spent the week, like every week, in the suburbs, lounging in the hammock with his mother, bouncing on the trampoline with his stepfather, choreographing plays with his sisters, sneaking cookies from the pantry with his sisters, building a hopscotch course with his sisters that had numbers chalked into the squares and spanned the length of the driveway and included multiple routes and by design took the shape of a fractal, doing homework, and reading, and, that whole week, his empty due ff l bag lay in a crumple S u M M e r 2 0 1 6 / T H e M I S S O u r I r e V I e W 35 by his bedroom door, never letting him forget that eventually he’d have to leave. The due ff l bag was made of a camouflage material, with his name embroidered beneath the zipper in cursive lettering, and had a canvas strap. The mere sight of that bag would send a jolt of despair spik - ing through him. He couldn’t enter or exit his bedroom without passing it. http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png The Missouri Review University of Missouri

The Golden Mean

The Missouri Review , Volume 39 (2) – Jul 7, 2016

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University of Missouri
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ISSN
1548-9930

Abstract

The Golden Mean Matthew Baker ( f ic t i o n ) A. Tryg spent the week, like every week, in the suburbs, lounging in the hammock with his mother, bouncing on the trampoline with his stepfather, choreographing plays with his sisters, sneaking cookies from the pantry with his sisters, building a hopscotch course with his sisters that had numbers chalked into the squares and spanned the length of the driveway and included multiple routes and by design took the shape of a fractal, doing homework, and reading, and, that whole week, his empty due ff l bag lay in a crumple S u M M e r 2 0 1 6 / T H e M I S S O u r I r e V I e W 35 by his bedroom door, never letting him forget that eventually he’d have to leave. The due ff l bag was made of a camouflage material, with his name embroidered beneath the zipper in cursive lettering, and had a canvas strap. The mere sight of that bag would send a jolt of despair spik - ing through him. He couldn’t enter or exit his bedroom without passing it.

Journal

The Missouri ReviewUniversity of Missouri

Published: Jul 7, 2016

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