Leaving, in letters

Part One

Ethel, you wouldn’t believe it,

I don’t even need your binoculars to see

The buffalo’s horns,

And the bear’s teeth.

But your binoculars can’t see

Through mountains

And concrete dams

To our Saturday morning visits

With hissing cats and white washed walls

And your eyes can’t see

Through hanging laundry

And power lines

To my morning visits with

Trumpeting elk and white water rafts

When I come home and tell you,

I won’t be whole anymore

Part Two

I went home

Not to our house

To our home

But it was gone

Nobody noticed

Playgrounds turned patios

Beaches turned deserts

But they were gone

And nobody noticed

Girl turned woman

Boy turned sailor

And Alex, nobody noticed

That we were gone

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