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,