Holding death,
I said, without logic,
“I hate
That she is out there
Cold, dark, alone,
Under all that dirt.”
You replied, without reason,
“She loved
Sleeping in small, dark,
Quiet spaces,
She’ll be okay.”
You simply joined me,
Without hesitation,
I knew then,
That some part of us
Had survived.


Drawing by EVEV on

~ by April on April 29, 2014.

2 Responses to “Us”

  1. This is lovely.

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