Crop and Delete

by | Oct 5, 2021 | Issue Twenty Three, Poetry

You crop and delete the pieces of him

from your life slowly but with perseverance,

until two years later there’s nothing left.

There’s no new recipes stuck to the fridge,

no Heinekens left on its shelves.

No more expensive coffee

taking up room in cupboards,

no soya milk stains on the counters.

You haven’t found stray dog hairs

in the butter for a while now.

You never will again.  There are things

that cost too much money to replace.

You burn them down anyway.  You hover

over objects in your house.  Move from kitchen

to bedroom to bathroom until your life together

is ash, small enough to leave with the wind.

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