I remember the day we sat

on the side of the mountain and

the red tail hawk stooped.

We gasped in tandem

I remember the night I found

you, tiny and silent, crouched

at your window, looking

at the midnight moon.

I bent to see

the moon with your child’s eye.

We slept together.

I remember the way you pledged

your troth to your beloved, vowing

forever to the magistrate, swollen

and heavy with babes.

I saw you cry

I cried a little, too.

I watched when you cracked

open, full of homeless love.

The bitter spilling burned

down your life and you

curled back into your original

shape, chin to knees, a bean


I remember ten thousand

moments, and then ten thousand more.

I remember you.


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