Grace

buzzing on the autumn mountain
an amber alert

a child gone missing
in the middle of my daydream

railroad workers 400 feet below
pause and look at their phones

every morning now
it’s a different landscape

i go home and cut my hair
the missing girl is found

two notes from a wren
get lodged in my inner ear

***

Photo and poem from one week ago.

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