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Caroline Miller is a poet and essayist who writes about art, landscapes, and feminism. She holds an MFA in nonfiction from the University of Wyoming, and her work has previously appeared in Pidgeonholes, Gordon Square Review, Yellow Arrow Journal, and elsewhere.
Another Amelia Earhart Conspiracy Theory
Something ate the robin eggs out of the nest in the lilacs last spring.
My family is full of pilots and delayed at Hartsfield-Jackson
I wonder if affinity for inoffensive airport jazz is inherited.
I read another conspiracy theory about you the other day.
You still fascinate us: the girl who disappeared into the sky.
One summer I bought six strawberry plants and watched
them overtake the yard. I can’t keep the rabbits out.
I wonder what you called the tree-toad caught and kept
before ascending to a sun-drenched world glittering like gypsum.
Clouds form a landscape foreign and deserted. Strange—
to reach heaven and find it empty, to be encased in metal
the most solid thing up here and so tenuous still.
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