He’s standing on the beach
with a small suitcase.
Not sure if he’s coming or going,
if it’s an arrival or departure.
if the suitcase is full
Once he packed it full
of his dreams, but now
if any remain.
If any remain caught
in the lining, perhaps.
Or if all have been carried away
and are gone forever on a storm tide,
or washed up and buried in the sand.
All that is clear
is the emptiness
of a long horizon.
First published in Paper Planes Inflight Magazine, Spring 2016