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Dust

It seems we’ve left skin in each other’s lungs. I should have looked under your bed skirt for my wallet, but how could credit cards compare to the sneeze after we’ve parted? Gone and still you make me reach for a tissue—still my palms…

4 tygodnie temu

@michael-meyerhofer

Cardboard Urn

After the funeral, your hair and skin baked to ash, your body brought back in a gray box with a bag of soot inside, box and bag on a pedestal by the table, your brother came to see you. He asked where you were, and when I said By the table…

4 tygodnie temu

@michael-meyerhofer