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I followed the railroad home

with the wind and the earth beneath me and
the gilded stars dotted in the opaque sea
above, stars of pearl beads scattered 
across the floor, tied together 
with Mama’s old broken 

When I was 6 years old,
Mama and Pa took me to the lake
just four miles away from 
our home.

We’d drive up a tiny hillside
with the windows down,
the air sweet,
and we’d park near the golden pin oak

yesterday, I saw a blackbird die

I saw its eyes, 
veiled by a thin sheet of frost
unstirring 
beneath white satin curtains
like the ones we hid behind one summer afternoon
to feel the soft folds of silk

Yesterday,
a goldfinch on my heart fell in love

it fell in love 
with a stranger
in the grocery store
when he offered to help me
pick out some apples
and a batch of cinnamon 
cookies

I sat at the edge of the world
my legs swaying in the air
my arms hugging my chest
my eyes watching wild ferns  rustle
my breath warm

I sat at the edge of the world
looking
for
the six year old me