Michelle Bontrager

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Broken Contract

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Morning

beckons me quietly.

One more day.

How long must it be?

4, 20,

28 years?

Still it’s my first thought

“I’m alone.”



Light clouds to the west

cool, no mist.

I ride out

steadily, slowly

to the top

with applause and cheers.

I earned my breath

for today.

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