We referred to our memory of you like an abstract
dictionary
a vapourous tome floating in the backs of our
brains
text mixed with pictures
we flicked through the fixtures of your former
voice
your former
face
your former
thoughts
and ways of expressing
them
this was our way of guessing what you
wanted
this was our way of preparing for your
death
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poetry by Genevieve Callaghan
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