Kith and Kin: 12/11/16

A Letter to a Lost Brother

When you come back,
will you float down the river,
bloated and reeking of rot,
or smile broadly at the sky,
and then at me?

The parts of me
that are you
are still alive,
barely-
dying electrons,
decelerating,
sparse.

Are the parts of you
that are me
still there?

 

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Posted by Lauren MacArthur

 

 

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