CHAPTER 181: She's Back

THE RETURN

By: Frances Richey

What do you say when you've forgotten

how the grass smells,

married to the dark

is soil crumbling in your hands?

When the sun makes a bed for you to lie in?

When a voice you've never heard

has missed you,

singing down your bones--

it's taken so long to get here.

Now I'm breathing in the mountains

as if I'd never left.

And when I go inside

I'm surprised to see a lime green worm

has landed on my shorts,