“Dempsey, Oklahoma”
Dempsey, Oklahoma
Squash vines coiled
in and around, spilling &
tumbling over each other,
exploding with fruit,
filled with more water
than this place had seen
since May.
Those vines grew wild
alongside bindweed
in the garden that once
fed a whole family,
the jars lined up in the
dugout cellar —
apricots, potatoes, beans.
We used to play in those
places as they turned to ruins,
our historic homeland.
We’d take watermelon rind,
or cantaloupe halves out
for the overheated cows,
leave the fruit near the salt lick.
Our socks would be filled
with sand burs,
our teeth with dust,
and often my mouth would
still show the traces of chocolate
from a clandestine visit
at my grandma’s parents’ house.
The cows were traded in,
eventually the whole lot
retired to the comfort of town,
to the neighbors
with their cat stories,
and a garden bursting
with cucumbers,
a mowed lawn,
tiger-lilies.
I’d miss Dempsey then,
resigned to sit in hushed rooms,
watching my grandma’s mom
eat cornbread & milk.
She’d tell me stories,
talk about her daddy,
but I always wondered
about the cows
and about the apricot trees.
Written 29 January 2000 in Tulsa, Oklahoma & 23 February 2020 in Payne County, Oklahoma.
Brian Fuchs, “Dempsey, Oklahoma” from Scissor-tailed Flycatcher (Scissortail Press, 2020)



My week was pretty much defined by allergies, which is a little frustrating. The pollen levels were very high, so I was trying to get through with puffy eyes and a scratchy throat all week. I used to take a ton of allergy medicine to get through a day, and I guess it is a positive thing that I actually take none now. This was probably the worst allergy week of the year, and honestly it wasn’t as bad as I’ve experienced in the past. I’ve had allergies for a long time, but they seemed particularly pronounced when I moved to Oklahoma from Alaska. I was spending my spring and summer months feeling just terrible, and taking a daily regimen of allergy pills, as I said. The pills would make me very sleepy, as most medications do. My allergies really changed for the better when I became vegan, which was curious to me at the time. Apparently, the science looks like it backs that up. Several studies suggest that those who eat a vegan diet are less likely to report having environmental allergies (as well as chemical, food, drug, and bee-sting). I’ve heard anecdotally from other vegans that their allergy symptoms were also improved when they switch to a vegan diet. It’s so interesting to explore the links between food and health. Don’t get me wrong, I am not saying that a vegan diet cured me of allergies — clearly not. This has been a bit of a rough week; however, since they aren’t so bad I don’t have to deal with the side effects of allergy meds.