the brown pond between
the houses.
her note left on a pillow
suggested
that drowning may
be possible,
but there is nothing to be found.
no one dead
resides here.
she must be somewhere
else someone says.
and she is
somewhere else, asleep
on a bus
in a state of calm,
going to kansas
where she may or may not
find another love.
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