Sep 25, 2021
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Prose Poetry | Tribute
A Mark of Remembrance
Remembering Mark on his 60th birthday
How can I say I wish I never knew you when to do so invalidates two-thirds of my life? There are some memories worth forgetting — yours, dear Mark, are not.
Oh, how I regret not knowing you better. Fifteen months gave us no time at all. So many questions to ask you. The…
