Back 40: The Rest is Smoke

His brother grew smaller
and smaller as the train
pulled away. Finally,

there was nothing left.
He remembered the scene
while standing in the modest

darkness of a summer dusk
on a hillside north of
Deer Lodge, Montana,

silent like his nearby friends
as they listened to,
and even slightly felt,

nighthawks diving and
swooping past
like half-glimpsed truths.

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