Things we can’t rehearsal for…

Found on Google Images

For Zora.

The world has been through so much since we’ve met
Each person in the circle became wider and went further
The cups of tea, sometimes, were cold
And the lumps of sugar, sometimes, grew mold

But there was something, that’s for sure, in that smile
And in the guts you had to sustain the heaviness 
Of yourself, of others…
And there was an ephemerality.

Just like the flame of a lighter that vanishes
After setting a rope on fire.
We’re gathered by your burning absence
And by the candles to make your steps a little clearer.

One clap, two clap, three clap, forty?

By clapping more or less, you can signal to us which stories really stand out.