Coco

Who have I been

what kind of a friend am I

who do I really want to be

what do I want

why am I like this

who could I have been

where could I have gone

have known

thought

experienced

It was like your second cousin,

the one who stopped coming

to Thanksgiving

most of the time

but shows up sometimes

and you remember a picture

of her holding baby you

with blond curls and energy always

The edge of the world

is not a finality;

it's a beginning.