Image by Yi-Ching Lin
on the calendar that begins
on the calendar that begins
with you, we have
marked through eighty-six
mornings and countless nights.
i have already put away every
orchid that grew old and
every bud that did not
open. i will hold onto
these memories as if they
were ashes that did not
make it into your tomb
.
Yi-Ching Lin
Posted over on her site Yi's Bits on "Healthy Doses"
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