Dear Moonkeeper

on the edge of a hike

“Courage, dear heart”—CS Lewis

I trekked 7 miles and 28 flights of stairs to bring the rapids a bouquet of flowers in exchange for words. Instead, she sent me a quiet beach-ball bouncing about the swirling water of Devil’s Hole. In the dark of a tree contours the shape my body. So, I had a picnic with my existential angst while I waited for the moonkeeper to invite me in.

Lewiston, NY

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