Everything smelled of her.
-Gabriel Garcia Marquez
The envelope and the gummy bears
that were in the envelope
she sent.
Her pillow, yes, but also
her small books,
and things she never touched
but thought of touching.
Like a basketball,
or this blue pen I found
on the ground.
She is far enough away
that I might say these things without her hearing.
But I would rather she were closer.
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