Vagabond (Retracing Steps)


I’m on a northbound bus headed to a train headed for home.

When I get near Sacramento I will look out the window towards the east.

Somewhere in a trailer that may or may not be hooked up

is my sister. And a man she found to take her in.

I have no address. No way to reach her.

Even if I could reach her.

Last time I texted her was on her birthday at the end of March.

She was a week or two sober and 38 and I said I hope this is a better year for you.

No shit. She texted back. Somewhere under there the humor

She was going to go see someone. Get help. Get in the system.

Sign on the line that says I need help.

That line family members can’t sign on

but we wait on that line helplessly hoping

that our siblings our children will sign off on their own need.

She never did.  She was convinced it meant locking her up.

No key. No way out. She’d rather be free.

So she’s out there somewhere.

Tearing it up after a recent drunk.

A year come and gone like no time at all.


About margaretelysiagarcia

Margaret Elysia Garcia primarily writes fiction, essays and poetry from a remote corner of the Sierra Nevada. She's currently working on a non-fiction book about plus-sized modeling. She's also searching for a publisher for her new collection of stories? Mary of the Chance Encounters. Her short story collection Sad Girls & Other Stories out now on Solstice Literary Press. She blogs here and at Throwing Chanclas and Girl Body Pride. Is a contributor to Hip Mama Magazine. She writes the zine The Adventures of Sad Girl with her daughter, Paloma. She’s a three-time director of the national Listen to Your Mother Show in Plumas County ( She has an alternative women’s music show Milkshake & Honey on Plumas Community Radio (
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