The Way Back
I carry this boyfriend my boyfriend
on my back My strength is crying
into my long fingers is braying
through the torn up Appalachian mountain
At night is a barge lit like city slipping
under the Memorial Bridge Is holy light
A horse can just as easily slide by
in light Unseen I held onto your dear red
shirt like my dried prom corsage A
million shades to worry In the city A horse
steady in the depths of his soft manured stall
The older I get, every gift thrust upon me, I accept and
by a shih tzu; the bakery turns
out the fresh loaves.
I work so hard to stay home alone and stare at an empty horse bridle
hung from the wall.
At horse’s height, I write myself
a mild summer:
lake water, dreams of girls.
I summered 10 years by deep water and didn’t drown.
There was nothing to be afraid of
In the future
It won't be necessary
to post a profile pic
of you & your baby
You'll just be that
swinging a hammer
at the edge of the world