The Last Stitch of Clothing

Cleaning out someone’s remaining possessions after they have passed.

Crop woman packing box in the bedroom by Ketut Subiyanto/Pexels

I bloodied my fingers scraping the smell of the dearly departed who passed away in the bed we shared. I cried my last bit of tears as I realized they had left me alone and scared.

The scraping sounds of tape being pulled and the wrapping of his boxes. I couldn’t bother washing…