...but slowly you areforming above my head, white as
petals, white as milk, the dark
narrow stems of your
ankles and wrists,
until you are always with me,
a flowering branch suspended
over my life.
~ for E.J.T. 1973-2009 &
C.V.O. 1995-2009
from Absent One, by Sharon Olds
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