i called you today. no one answered.

We didn’t know each other, I thought. Or did we, all too well?

i called you today

no one answered.

entailing, entitled

mirroring, mirage

are you there?

*

i spoke your name today,

no one looked up.

sensing, senseless

mutilating, mute

did you hear me?

*

i saw you today,

no one noticed.

losing, lost

grieving, grief

where are you?

gone.

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We can’t talk about it. Does that make it more real? If we talk about you, are you somehow more gone?

Your birthday passed. Did anyone wish you a happy birthday, wherever you are?

Dad told me he wishes he were dead, too. Does that make you more alive again?

We feel you in tortured waves, current and wind moving asynchronously. We’re at its mercy. Are you drowning, too?

I see you in the purple flowers that bloom across my neighborhood. Where do you see me?

You’re there, behind our eyes and in our hearts. Is that enough?

I write for you. Do you read my words?

We didn’t know each other, I thought.

Or did we, all too well?

dear you, from me

-June

I invite you to stay and be seen here.

for words with nowhere else to go

unspoken thoughts, unfinished feelings, & everything in between

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