2024 NaPM 21 April

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Those images are buried now,
exhumed to display the violence
of mourning’s birth.  As for me,
I’m back in the truck
with my son again, 
laughing.

this is a very powerful line. intense.

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Mourn

You fade, like a flower,
hour by hour.
Day by day
you fall away 
little by little,
like your memories of
a harvest moon
in Catalhoyuk.

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