all I’m saying is that some days it feels like the emptiness between us has seen
the beginning and end of the world.
revolutions and extinctions.
our births and our wedding days.

but this morning it feels like it was last night.
like you are still close enough to touch.
like love still lives in our bones.

i have rehearsed for days like these.
my heart has reinforced its fault lines
the tears have made maps of emergency exits
and my spine has shifted to carry this weight...

but even now, 64 days on, a single memory of the
us
that was
we
sends tremors through my veins.

i still don’t know
what to do
with my hands.