Tagged: 86
unimaginably
unimaginably
there is still color
here – eighty-six days later
but as these things go,
there is some
withering, a methodic
fading, and yesterday,
we noticed that we
cast longer shadows
.
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on the calendar that begins
on the calendar that begins
with you, we have
marked through eighty-six
mornings and countless nights.
i have already put away every
orchid that grew old and
every bud that did not
open. i will hold onto
these memories as if they
were ashes that did not
make it into your tomb
.
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eighty-six days later, we still
eighty-six days later, we still
prefer to keep the vital
signs just out of
focus, like putting on
Spring, codifying
silences, leaning on
simple mathematics to
make up the difference
between having
and not
having you
.
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