Poetry | Prose

A Year Later

Reflections on repeating a trip

Hot Springs Historic District, Big Bend National Park | color medium format film | Photo by author

A year ago was me at the grocery store
buying camping supplies a day early because
I got wind of a growing panic.
Endless lines, unease building.
The lady behind me asking if I had a horse
because of the size of bag of carrots I was buying.
Me thinking — I can wait to get Easter candy.