Letters to Heaven

For my mother's father


7. Trembling Leaf

Today I miss you like a trembling leaf long overdue its falls. A quaking skeleton scarcely clinging to the branches others have departed from. Frail-boned and paper-skinned I peer down and waver: How far to jump? How far to drop? How great and impassable is the gulf between life and death.

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