A man sees his young wife through a camera lens she’s wearing floral dress. tilts her chin forward. he snaps, captures
alas, the end result by our
fledgling photographer
skims away the top of her head
I think how could he?
after all this time,
now that she is gone
we understand,
the photo makes sense
we are fragments
none of us ever truly whole
as she will never be
again, to us
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