Letters to Heaven

For my mother's father


2. Empty Handed

Today I miss you with the desperate frustration of a misplaced belonging. Slamming through cupboards and last resorts, I find myself empty-handed and increasingly perplexed as to where I laid the object down. Each new venture intoxicates with an inspired glimpse of fools’ gold. Each time I am crushed anew by the discovery of emptiness.

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