goodbyes

May 5, 2009

i see so many goodbyes every day, feel them sifting and rising through the wet pavement. i feel them hang in my neighbors’ hair. i read about them, i say them i do them, they are offered to me with open hands and smiles, they’re pressed into my heart with a white heat that burns like the old testament’s angry lords, pagan in their passion. there are birds and wings and hellos. in my city, i am a lifelong lifeline of goodbyes. 

 

and then, more room for flight. 

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