And I Was Done

The things

I did

that day.

I drove my

car with

the windows 

down and 

watched 

the dust 

in the rearview

mirror. 

I parked

on the side 

of the road

and got out

and walked 

down 

to the shoreline. 

The water

rolled

over the 

rocks 

and told me 

what I already

knew.

I took off 

my shoes 

and socks 

and 

walked into 

the cold

river

as the 

August 

sun kept

me warm. 

I felt the current

grab my ankles

and toes

so softly 

that if 

I lay down

the river would 

take me 

all the way 

to the sea. 

That's when 

I realized 

that I was 

that kind

of woman. 

And I was 

done.