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Feb 2016
either

bright white tiles
sanitized floors
intravenous, unattached
a door, ajar

or

mascara stains on
untidy pillow covers
without remorse, unaffected
a never-heard goodbye

absence; loss
intentional or not
deliberate or not
-- gone

nothing is worse
nothing is worse
i promise you, nothing is worse
than an empty bed
Maia Boncan
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Maia Boncan  PHL
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