by Sarah Kilch Gaffney
It's #tbt! Enjoy this great one from SWWIM Every Day's archives!
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A book from your college days
tucked next to my Strunk & White, 
your name scrawled 
on a page in your mix 
of capitals and lowercase. 
Such precision of bloom dates, 
soil pH, and mineral composition, 
almost invasive in the details 
of the little lives of these plants. 
You always said you wanted 
to take me to the Adirondacks. 
A trip .02 degrees north never made. 
It is a prayer of sorts 
to touch these pages 
of bloodroot and bittersweet, 
trillium and nightshade, 
paper birch and hornbeam. 
I pause on Monotropa uniflora: 
Indian pipe, otherwise, ghost 
pipe, corpse plant, one 
they say can grow 
even absent all light.
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