your_last_voice
tender_square venus loiters in the background, pulsing
like the tip of a lit cigarette hanging
loosely from the mouth of god.

wait by the water and watch the satellites pair
off, whisking and dipping across the galaxy;
i will be with you before you know it.

the mountains reach for the sky as i do
toward you. if you listen for their song
star-strung and far-flung—it is as close as

my breath blowing through your lungs while you dream.
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unhinged when i called you in the hospital, i didn't think it was you. you tersely told me it was bad and hung up rather quickly. so quickly that i doubted it was you until i was sitting near you a week later.


it wasn't until recently, listening to harry chapin songs you used to sing me as a little girl why the disappearance of your_voice bothered me so much. your_voice and your_hugs were the two most shared parts of my childhood. whether i was hyperventilating or having nightmares, you singing to me and hugging me was virtually guaranteed.

the singing deeper than i realized until recently when i could hear your voice layered over harry's even though it's just a memory now. that one of the first things i ever heard when you came to the neonatal intensive care unit to feed me was your singing. the nurses would wheel all the other isolettes in the nicu to your side and you would sing the whole ward to sleep. the nurses would bring you sandwiches for making their job easier.


that voice was the voice i wanted to remember. my brain couldn't compute the voice i heard that day on the phone. it scared me; i felt compelled to hang up first. i had mostly silent_conversations with you in the end because my brain couldn't compute most of what you said in the end. somehow, jeff understood. so i let him do all the work in the end.

i was video chatting with allison and jake recently and she started singing 'all my life's a circle...' and i could hear the you i wanted to remember layered over the top of her voice. we made a sad eye_contact through the screen as jake continued to color.
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