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Feb 22
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Grief | Stephen Dobyns

pinkeezy:

Trying to remember you
is like carrying water
in my hands a long distance
across sand.
Somewhere people are waiting.
They have drunk nothing for days.

Your name was the food I lived on;
now my mouth is full of dirt and ash.
To say your name was to be surrounded
by feathers and silk; now, reaching out,
I touch glass and barbed wire.
Your name was the thread connecting my life;
now I am fragments on a tailor’s floor.

I was dancing when I
learned of your death; may
my feet be severed from my body.

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    Trying to remember you is like carrying water in my hands a long distance across sand. Somewhere people are waiting....
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    beautiful poem, and its depiction is spot on.
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