Where the Tree Swallows the Fence

we pause
the dogs and i
at the place where the tree swallows the fence
along scent trails where families walked this morning on the way to school as she and i used to
so long ago

barriers abound in this cold place
with wooded flesh
struggling to push through

we turn back towards home
rooms empty of her now
on the steps
i ponder the necessity of fences
where fear
and safety
and freedom
link in an endless boundary line towards a future i can no longer see
or pretend to


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