Tagged: death

this evening, when the

this evening, when the
sandhill cranes arrived, you noticed
one colt missing – from

four to three to two to one, we
will one day all go missing
.
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no one caught it when

no one caught it when
you said it’s crushingly lonely
out here, making so

many connections just to
bear some semblance to wholeness
.
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in life and in death,

in life and in death,
we will walk alone – in between,
let us be wholly

fooled by the closeness of it
all, heart to heart, skins touching
.
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perhaps life and death

perhaps life and death
start with a cab ride, meter
running, waiting for

a destination – my hands are
deep in these pockets, searching
.
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the year of firsts will

by the time we reached

by the time we reached
the limestone fountain at the
Trie cloisters, no one

was carrying coins anymore
for tossing, nor crossing the realms
.
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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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