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Pack Together
Pack Together
You throw your shorts, and
toothbrush in a bag
I fold your shirts,
dust our suitcases,
rummage the kitchen
for single cutlery and plates
which have lived all these years
while the rest cracked, lost, or
broken, we find what you need but
you want nothing more.
The paperwork floods long before
the demand for our signatures,
surnames on each side at the end
and those whispers from neighbours
with the closing of home and
our hearts at the door
we agree over and over that
this is for the best, and that
Love knows no better.
You throw your shorts, and
toothbrush in a bag
I fold your shirts,
dust our suitcases,
rummage the kitchen
for single cutlery and plates
which have lived all these years
while the rest cracked, lost, or
broken, we find what you need but
you want nothing more.
The paperwork floods long before
the demand for our signatures,
surnames on each side at the end
and those whispers from neighbours
with the closing of home and
our hearts at the door
we agree over and over that
this is for the best, and that
Love knows no better.
Published 1st May 2022
| Edited 14th May 2022
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3rd May 2022 10:00am
Dear U,
There is such a finality in the act of signing papers and packing. I found a catch in my throat. The straight forward way you have written this scene is as truthful and as raw as it gets. Your reader could feel the emptiness of closing the door and feeling, well, left alone behind the door. A very difficult subject because of the heartbreak on which to adequately comment but wonderfully written in capturing that mantra and civilized decision between two people who care about each other. H🌷
There is such a finality in the act of signing papers and packing. I found a catch in my throat. The straight forward way you have written this scene is as truthful and as raw as it gets. Your reader could feel the emptiness of closing the door and feeling, well, left alone behind the door. A very difficult subject because of the heartbreak on which to adequately comment but wonderfully written in capturing that mantra and civilized decision between two people who care about each other. H🌷
4th May 2022 00:41am
Dear H,
Thank you.
In particular I hold onto your last piece which is the 'civilized decision between two people who care about each other'. You really have a way to reflect back with me exactly what it is that I want to portray and it is so incredible and validating for me to hear.
You are a gift.
warmly,
ursa
Thank you.
In particular I hold onto your last piece which is the 'civilized decision between two people who care about each other'. You really have a way to reflect back with me exactly what it is that I want to portray and it is so incredible and validating for me to hear.
You are a gift.
warmly,
ursa
