Gone

There is nothing like the sudden
departure of everything,

of sound, of color, of your heart
beating in your chest, when your child –

the one who was just
holding onto your purse,

the one who was just
whining about something,

the one who is only two,
just a baby, just a baby still –

when that child is nowhere
to be seen, nowhere at all.

What do you think?

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