Category: loss

  • Dreams

    Dreams

    I dreamt last night there’d been a mistake. Somehow, despite your ashes resting in an urn on the sideboard. Somehow, despite the funeral and the eulogies and the tears. Somehow, despite your months-long absence. Somehow, we were wrong. You were alive. You were better. I discovered this when my phone buzzed while I was out…

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