Wind, rain, and melting snow.
Ways to Appear (in response to “Ways to Disappear” by Camile Rankine) In a hallway with lifted eyes wrapped in a scarf, A pair of stomping boots, not afraid of noise. Going to the store going to the beach Strolling down a narrow road in Paris, San Gimignano, Capri. Lifting a voice raising a hand sitting in the front row, Stepping onto stage. Figuring out the mystery putting all the parts back together discovering where the body is buried long forgotten-- long given up on, Long ago. Talking about loss. Running on a track Running on a trail Dancing. Noticing the blue lighting on the path in the snow when the walk takes you Forward.