My four walls wrapped around me
\nthat hot summer of your defection.
\nSilence so loud it almost drowned out my despair.<\/p>\n
I opened the windows wide and the white cotton curtains swayed in the slight breeze;
\nthe roar of bees outside on the dandelions in the unmown yard was deafening in the hush.
\nThe roses bloomed brightly – they did not know I was in grief, in rage?<\/p>\n
Around my chair in the corner I piled books and got lost,
\nnot reading words but living inside stories, images of love lost, of starting over….of home.<\/p>\n
Cars hummed on the street outside; kids on skateboards clacked by shouting to each other but inside I went to Mexico, to Italy, to Ireland and England, to China and to India. I cooked with Julia Child, hunted houses with Francis Mayes, and visited the exotic Marigold hotel.<\/p>\n
And every time I surfaced you were less distinct, your edges less sharp and painful.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
[unfinished]<\/p>\n
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