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Leaving


I promise this is how I’ll choose to go:
my one good pathway muffled by the snow,

the fish stock-still beneath the river’s sleeve,
the white goose feathers of the leaves.

In front, a heron’s pale uncertainty
while, at my heel, my footprints barely follow me.