I’ve Been Here

Written by Robert A. Miller

Image: Forest Floor by Gabi Wienberg


Leaves covered the rough ground
Musty smells mixed with
Fresh October air
I crawled out of the tent
Drank hot black coffee
And began my day’s task of learning to read signs

Behind the tent on a steep slope
I examined my footprints
So I would know how it looked
When I passed through

For hours I studied
A cracked leaf
A snapped twig
A depression
After a time, I saw that
I had been there


featured in our fall 2019 issue

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