Darlin’ she says
Let’s go somewhere else she says
Where things will be different she says
And no one can tell—
Everyone says “Go West” but she travels
backwards, always in hindsight she says
life seems less ordinary. The piercing details blur
Anywhere, and disappear. Grow our hair
Hide the smoothed belly, the severed ties with
Many mothers. The stitches healed badly and never.
This world of mountain range and skinned knees has done us no favors.
There are places she says
Still secret to us. Where nobody knows
That we’ve not yet been born where
hindsight lives in cinema. Further south
Where present and finally meet. The world upside down, our sun warmed soles. We will turn to one another—