The Names Change Every Time I Tell the Story

I barely see the children swimming behind the boats. Twilight ripples from their faint outlines.

Drowning doesn’t look anything like I thought it would.

cottonwood flurries
the field left to return
to prairie

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2 thoughts on “The Names Change Every Time I Tell the Story

  1. Your wordsleaves me speechless….. I especially love the title of this one.

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