I thought time was fraud-
damaging my thought...

This morning, I listened to smooth jazz
in your honor, urging the saxophone...

The tea is strong in the morning,
making up for the leftover mascara...

I happened to search your name
even though I deleted my socials...

Remnants of a glimpse
to leave my eyes...

you drew me like a tattoo;
i was your little bird, birthed...

The screaming has continued
I guess it never stopped...

One year ago, I heard pancreatic
cancer start to settle in your body...

All the beautiful people
glisten...

I glance back at the stoic siding and windy shafts
with reminiscence of healthier schedules...

If I eat at all, I go into a frenzy,
I cannot stop...

I need to know
Anything...