E V E R Y W H E R E

breathtaking is the only word
to describe watching their last breath
everyone expects it

visits in awkward silence
praying their last respects

wishes, and regrets
they leave
i’m alone with what they call the elderly
and what i call a child

visiting earth
on extended visa
desperate to return home
there are no words to describe taking
their hand in mine, and falling into the
sweet release of their final loving squeeze
our unspeakable stories

are as universal
as constellations of elegant

circumstance