The Absence of Your Presence

Your presence is no

longer present.

Although I sometimes think I hear

you whisper in the shadows of my mind.

Photographs and shadows

fade as time takes scissors to my days.

If my memories pale to nothing

long before I leave this earth,

will I know you when I see you

on the other side of death?

published in Write Under the Moon:

https://medium.com/write-under-the-moon/the-absence-of-your-presence-5b8fe55a1eb1?sk=06777215058099182b0525ac3490310f