My Friend Is Lost In Nepal. by Benjamin Pfutzenreuter
I received a letter in the mail,
informing me that my friend has disappeared into Nepal.
It says, after boarding a train in Patan,
he was never heard from again.
I have considered flying
into the Kathmandu valley
to look for him
but I cannot afford to be lost,
among all those prayer flags and
protests.
To find him, years later
at the Namche Bazaar.
Breathing thin air and
buying provisions.
Because I would ask
if he ever made it up to the top
of Sagarmāthā, or any others.
And I cannot afford
to be asked the same.
(found on the website for paper darts magazine [their tumblr])
