the waxwings singing
through my window
remind me of when i was young.
but i’m letting bygones be bygones,
staring boldly out the doorway at the
but who am i anymore
if i cannot be that girl
i don't know, i don't know.
to sleep's to dream
and to love's to keep
April—my life’s white and green.
KD Miller lives in New York City. The poem here in 2RV is her first publication.