The faces of your family and friends Dark shadows cast on the light That now holds you
Somewhere beneath the surface Memories are suspended in glass storage jars
Like catching smoke I struggle to remember the details Blurred with time
Until one rises from the haze Sharp and clear Perfectly preserved
Like an ammonite in sedimentary rock It places you in this world Still here.
(In memory of Laila Antoun)
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