MillieMilesinTheWild

I was born a Wednesday’s Child of Woe.

Born the year of nothing-

Before the End-Of-All.

Born 11:52 am, November 21, 2007.

A breath of the wild,

Seaweed smell of Sulfur Seas 

Home, I'm home at last.

It was the month of May 2023 

For 4 hours we drove from Susie to York Beach 

And it was the last time we visited Maine when you were alive. 

Your willow eyes stared through me; 

like I was invisible, 

like I was leaving,

like I was gone.

Trees of fire swam skylark under the overpass.

I'm lonely within this cell

All with with no one to tell.

I’m lonely and my Sunflower is too;

All alone it ceases to bloom.

And I watered it with tears

But my salt fills it with fears.

The green lonely beetle tracked long through high rivers and the underpass. 

By 6 pm it delivered a little girl with crooked cut bangs to a little tan house.