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Painting by Evelyne Boren
what remains of your death
what remains of your death
is a song pressed between
pages, a swollen
chrysanthemum, slowly losing
her body language
what remains of your death
is a sun pulling away
from an opened
window, is a cup of
tea, cooling
what remains of your death
holds riots in the dark,
is a pair of pajamas,
folded,
unable to sleep
Yi-Ching Lin
Posted on her site Y's-Bits on "Healthy Doses"
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