I heard that you left her today
and I remembered that she always called
you Blue.
I never did.
I remembered your mother standing
in our yard
-
June,
June,
June,
my mother would say, shaking her
head
as if the world were falling
apart
over apples and picket fences.
I heard you left her today
and I remembered our first day of
school.
you called my name
-
over and
over
and
over.
you were in one line
and I was in another.
I never answered.
it seemed the thing to do.
