Cartographic Memory

And after love,
I become half woman, half you.

We were blind once. We didn’t speak once. We didn’t know once. Then. Then…? We spoke a lot, First to ourselves, Saying “Is this real?” Then to each other, In whispers. I said I am nothing...

Now it feels the mist is clear
And you, who were in my arms...

“Did you notice?” You said once. “How I don’t address you by name?” “Did you wonder why?” Then we smiled At each other … We then leaned Toward each other “Did you...

Is now the time
To graduate,
From life to death?