nada

So she rode the bus

to places far away

leaving no trace

of her breath

no way for him to find her

Her backpack filled

with her life —

her life without him —

People called her bye bye brownie

people she doesn’t know

doesn’t care about

All he knows is her dreams

but she changes

mercurial he called her

wild cat her mother called her —

call her what you want

she knows who she is —

Gone

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