Tell me a story
and I will write it down.
Linger on the details
or don’t.
What you do not say
will come to me anyway.
I will brush my hands over the words
before they have dried
and fill in the cracks.
Do not hesitate
if you can’t remember the name
for that place, that road.
I will name it
whatever it needs to be
to put us there.
If you think you saw
a flock of whooping cranes swirling
and calling above,
so loud you couldn’t hear
the person beside you,
you did.
Give me the scenes
that have stayed with you
all these years
and just keep talking about them
to reveal the ones that didn’t.

-November 2015

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