Gone Missing

 Gone Missing

She had pressed
the 
autumn leaf 

between pages
578 and 579
of her
college dictionary, 

a reminder that she 
had visited there 
to better understand

the word

nuance.

Years later, 
a Seattle detective
hunting for subtle

clues
as to her 
whereabouts,

shook out the book
and watched the
leaf flutter to the floor.


“Let’s go,” he muttered.
“Nothin' here. Musta run off
somewheres."
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