Missing 411

A palm just scrapes the nape of your neck;
skies endless blue and a cradle of oak
branching off in every direction

The singsong of quality time

(You’d think there was someone



As we rounded the upper trails
You urged, “Go ahead,”
“I’ll catch my breath.”

& I never saw you again.


Note: I am quite fascinated with the ongoing, unexplained cases of missing people in national parks, though I cannot translate their horror. My heart goes with each family touched by a situation like this.

9 thoughts on “Missing 411

  1. Oh that is so interesting—this whole summer I spent listening to cases about exactly this and other unexplained phenomena. Have you heard about David Paulides? I have listened to his interviews on Coast To Coast AM so many times.

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