Believe it or not, there once
was a highway where all traffic
ran under the Bridal Veil Falls
in North Carolina, believe it or not
there once was a waterfall so powerful
the cascading sound from the bluff
would roar for miles, watering the land
and the deer, icing the road, believe
it or not, before there were roads
it was the clearest blue, the coldest
cold, the purest place. Now, visitors
park by a sign, the stream nearly dry up.
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Kindra McDonald is the author of the collections Teaching a Wild Thing, Fossils, and In the Meat Years. She received her MFA from Queens University of Charlotte and is a poet artist working and teaching in mixed-media and found poetry. You can find her in the woods or at www.kindramcdonald.com
