There is a sign
marking the spot where I fell—
a fallen sign, its wounded wooden
post lying there in splinters.
A sign pointing to Interstate 5 North
with an arrow that now points
the wrong way.
A little farther on
fallen apples litter the sidewalk
near the spot
where the bird flew
across the street too slow and low
and was struck by a car
ending up a feathery clump
in the middle of the road
the murderous car having already
moved on. The night before,
an email to an ex
and an unexpected amicable response.
But at the very end, it turns out—
a day before he went into hospice.
Now, during my daily walk
when I walk that stretch of street
where I fell, where before the fall,
my mind trilled ecstatic like the bird
visualizing the victory
of bringing home supper to the nest,
where I had became so drunk
with the possibilities
of reconnection and reconciliation
with the past that I lost my footing.
Toni La Ree Bennett’s verbal and visual work has appeared in Gold Man Review, Gravel, Poemmemoirstory, Puerto del Sol, Hawaii Pacific Review, december, and Memoir. Her poetry chapbook, Solar Subjugation, was published by Finishing Line Press in February 2019. She is also a photographer and lives with a flock of feisty finches. Photography and writing samples can be seen at tonibennett.com.