Diagnosis

by Heather Treseler

so his life snapped back, a bough
pulled down, then released
into the dusk,

unearthing a sound in the air
that had always been

inaudibly in motion—

I turn towards the sound.
watch it drifting

in my brother

like a red silk in water

Published on December 16, 2015

2020-07-24T19:04:11+00:00