Snapped Branch
for Craig Paterson
won’t you like my life?
I have lived enough of it
with some to spare
enough to share with you
that what I have learned
has taught me
I am tempted to leave it at that!
but there is more
and when I am gone
still more
something to think about
to make something of
I am looking for an editor
a narrative
to begin in the middle
an October afternoon
walking with her and her dog
along a creek
I am listening to a story
of a woman
whose son she treated
kneeling over him
the woman over her
crying, wailing
she reaches into the wound
and she pauses
still walking
one, two, three steps
something clicks
a snapped branch
she tells me she has read things
only I would understand
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