Run Bill run by Casey Killingsworth

See Bill. See Bill in memory care. Run, Bill, run.

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They say we all have dreams 

of flying. Well, I don’t, not the 

ones where your running shoes 

are pillows and you float

like a dandelion seed along, 

yes, along--maybe even above--

some trail. Now my dreams are 

of old men building bird feeders.

Nancy asks me if Bill ever said 

anything about how he wanted 

to die, thinking I’m his 

running partner all those years 

and he must have said something.

But I tell her why would we talk 

about that when we were 

never going to die, 

never going to stop running, 

never going to stop flying

in our dreams.


Casey Killingsworth has work in The American Journal of Poetry, The Writing Disorder, Two Thirds North, and other journals. His book of poems, A Handbook for Water, was published by Cranberry Press in 1995. As well he has a book on the poetry of Langston Hughes, The Black and Blue Collar Blues (VDM, 2008). Casey has a Master’s degree from Reed College.

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