I dug through
the garden today
To try to find you
I sifted through
Each clod of dirt
calling out your name
But you are only dust
such infinitesimal specks
I tried to find you
again and again
Gently crumbling
the clods with the sun
Shining through from
behind and into my face
But you are not here
you are not anywhere
You are everywhere.
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