Beth Cato

What We Carry

the girl pointed to a distant glimmering star
and said, “there”
to which her horse replied, “it will take
many centuries, your parents will die, and your world
may very well destroy itself before we return”

the girl filled her pockets with dirt from the field
along with a wild sunflower bud and two smooth grey stones
“I am ready,” she said

Beth Cato’s poetry can be found in Mythic Delirium, The Christian Science Monitor, The Pedestal Magazine, and on various pieces of paper crammed into her purse. She lives in Arizona, but is from Hanford, California.