Fortune

I wonder if
in some distant
future all the
bobby pins I’ve
ever lost — swirling
down drains, clattering
onto bathroom
floors, shoved
into pants pockets
then thrown in
the laundry — will
somehow come
back to me.

They would form
a heaping mountain,
chastising me,
perhaps, for my
carelessness,
but happy, still,
to be home.

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