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running down a gravel road

by Sarah Bruce 20 days ago in nature poetry

"You can never go home again, but the truth is you can never leave home, so it's all right." - Maya Angelou

running down a gravel road

crunch crunch crunch

beneath my bumbling feet

open sky and open fields

closing in around me

must get away fly away

like the red-tailed hawk

swooping from atop a power line

the horizon recedes

with every puff of dust

I leave behind a lone trail

that will soon be washed away

by warm summer rain

pluck the little pebbles

from my shoes

smooth the rocks into cement

yet still I hear the crunch

as wounds stitch into scars

and my legs continue to ache

held captive by the knowledge

that I can never outrun myself

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Sarah Bruce
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