we laid down onto the earth
and i watched it take the light from your eyes,
the breath from your lungs
sweet and rotting

spared, i remain here
trapped in the gardens of a perilous questioning:

what does it mean to
be gone from a place that holds
memory of you?

details: watercolor, acrylic, graphite, flowers on cold press watercolor paper

dimensions: 11" x 15"

shipping: each parcel is packaged with hard cardboard backing and wrapped in a protective sleeve to ensure that it reaches your home safely

signed on the front