Jun 21, 2020
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Fathers (un)forgotten
Sky Collection — Poem 100
ambiguous grief doesn’t end
with the day, however
there is (no) wonder
about what would happen
if I just didn’t call you
or if a text would suffice
like you do (did)
and check it off
a list of relations
but still there is the (almost)
primal reaction to this holiday
I still wonder how you are(n’t)
how you will be
all right without the sunset
on the bay
how you will manage…
