by Enny Dew

The first death was the hardest

It was lonely, piercing, sharp

This is how I learnt

That grief is better as a chorus

And pain demands it’s silent tax

I kicked and screamed

But only my tears echoed back

I sent my goodbyes across the oceans

And it landed like a Chinese whisper

Where I said I Odabo

They heard the drone of my long-haul flight

And how much time it would take for me to land before…

Before

So I streamed

All the rites left my heart wrung

A mere bystander

As my worlds crashed