Patricia Behrens was born in Massachusetts, fell in love with New York City during college and has lived in Manhattan ever since, although she travels to other places when she can. She loves traveling by train, and often travels to swim or swims while traveling, in places such as Croatia and Vietnam. For local travel she likes walking and is planning to walk the thirty-two mile circumference of Manhattan this fall. Patricia’s poetry has appeared most recently in the Naugatuck River Review, The Road Not Taken, and Split Rock Review.
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Once he’d made the long, impetuous trip, /
once we were there, evening air billowing my skirt /
over the Pacific, surf sweeping like brushes over drums, /
I knew we’d marry.
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