When the Baby Sparrow Found Us
Free Verse
Steps steps we took steps we shook to that scene in that book that seemed so right like a writer’s nook right there just out of touch
Yet when you arrive either in real life or in your mind it’s nothing close to what you thought you might find
Do you open it and risk getting lost inside?
I’ve become entrapped in webs that weren’t even mine thinking this was what I was supposed to find
I’ve also stepped on lids to seal those wishing wells shut held my weight against it all at once
But I’m not going there not going to not that again no, not that again
Then sometimes no matter what you do it finds you anyways
Like that time when the baby sparrow found us lifeless on the hood of our windshield before we even knew I was miscarrying yet again.
Jeff Ehren thanks for the bird prompt.
Lindsay Soberano-Wilson is the editor of Put It To Rest. Her debut chapbook Casa de mi Corazón: A Travel Journal of Poetry & Memoir (Poetica) is coming soon. Find her on Medium, Instagram, or Twitter. Lindsay Soberano-Wilson ©2021.
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