The Parachutist
Written By Lynne Schilling
She fell out of love one spring afternoon
while leaning over the edge of despair,
& forgot to breathe.
As she tumbled toward the ground,
her body relaxed, she gulped
the intoxicating air.
When her parachute opened, she searched
below, saw a bowl of sweet green grass
in which to land.
MacQueen’s Quinterly, Issue 29, August 20, 2025
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