No Beginning No End
inside
the circle
of grief
there are
grains
that never
f
a
l
l
and you sit
in all this sand
the ocean in your eyes
a day becomes
the rest of it
and you can’t explain
why
you weren’t there
when your body sat in the seat
and stood up
and walked around
that first year
you adjust to the silence
pick through the memories
stare at the photograph
love is a living thing
circular
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