Flying South

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Taking apart the nest
is hard work, so many
flights of stairs with legs
too old for dorm life, as tales
of drunken pre-graduation
escapades coast through
open windows while we
struggle to land on our feet
carrying an uncertain future.

Tomorrow’s a strange flyway
now, the academic dust
from secondhand advice
disappearing fast with feathers
of pomp and prospects. Yet
we stifle all doubts inside
the U-Haul’s gaping mouth
and turn our best guesses in
the opposite direction of spring
geese heading toward their
transitory summer jobs.

NaPoWriMo #28

I’m writing a poem every day in April as part of NaPoWriMo’s celebration of National Poetry Month. We may be able to live without poetry, but who would want to?

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