#4, After

We can still be normal.

After the loss.

Sometimes when we let it happen.

We can still be the family we were before.

When we aren’t paying attention.

When we ignore the empty chair.

But it doesn’t last forever.

The absence of her steady laugh in the back ground.

Is a screaming silence.

That is never really covered over,

by the temporary laughter.


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