Thirteen Years Later

We standAround so much ruined soilWhere a stoneCarves out your name.Marks the place you landed.And from whereYou always seem to rise. An uneasy restYou have found in us.Or more honest:Founded in us. Our hearts,And our heads,Still orbiting around your absence.Still mulling over the earth —Imagining how differentEverything would beIf only you remained;Instead of him. When […]

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Restless Bones

I am but an old soul.Forgotten.Long passed.But he hears me.After all this time.In the silence of himself. He hears meAnd knowsThe dead cannot restHidden among the bonesAnd unmarked stonesBuriedIn the bowels of this home.

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