Red Bird Story
In the snow the girl was out of breath,
her bones made of sugar. A red bird
landed on her chest as she lay in the drift,
then sank into her, began to suck at her ribs.
When spring came, the bird sang a song
everyone in town heard, then forgot.
The farmers and teachers and ragged kids
spent the summer searching mulberry trees
for the bird, plotting to cage or kill it: to set down
the song or at least force the longing to stop.