You have made my life better. I'll miss us when we're gone. This says so in language I wish I could harness for my own nefarious purposes.
"IF I DON'T MEET YOU IN THIS LIFE,
LET ME FEEL THE LACK."
Now there is almost no sound and at night I am not afraid.
The next world will be made of paper and everything
will have the capacity to fly. Promise me it will be there
as it is here -— the raspberries climbing the trellis, the rivers
blue scripts. Because every story has two endings, I see your body
breaking down, I see you soaring in the light. Be taken with me.
Come pouring down unified.
Amy Quan Barry