Tagged: condolence

on the first day of

on the first day of
spring, you
returned to us,
suddenly
fatherless. there
are parts of us
that will dance
around recognizing
parts of you
because no one
wants to claim
a familiarity
to loss
.
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two-and-a-half months

two-and-a-half months
after you passed,
the news was kept
folded, signed
but unsent.
when reality is held
suspended
in
equilibrium, emptiness
is pinned in disguise
.
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