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Strange how the body remembers
everything about this time of year—
the angle of light, the hue of sky,
 
the scent of almost rain,
the shape of the green beans
twisting on the vine. It remembers
 
the cool of the basement,
the curl of my hand as it slid
into his hand, remembers
 
the tilt of the hill where we drove,
the droning of bees in the sunflowers,
the brief blaze of fireflies.
 
It’s as if the shock of his death
opened every door of every sense
so I was flooded with life,
 
imprinted with the thisness of everything.
In these days leading up to his death,
life rings me, bell-like, again and again,
 
and I chime, charged with memory,
amazed how my own emptiness
is what allows for the world
 
to make in me such music,
 
so vital, so clear, so raw.

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petals, petals, petals
petals, petals, petals, petals,
petals, petals petals
cover me in petals, petals
petals, petals, petals petals

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