Art by Carol Makky
Silence with Barbara, I am left with leftovers of an
Intense burst of familiar quiet
Looking for her when my gut sounds like
Entropy, the gush of a private moment penetrated
Not finding her
Cuts me like a burst of our shared silence
Every single time I feel the weightless, dead water scream
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