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So much time had passed and yet,
So much time had passed and yet,
My witness is the empty sky
My witness is the empty sky
Her tears adorning the land
Her tears adorning the land
In another life,
In another life,
Yet you chose life
Yet you chose life
This is my memory of you
This is my memory of you
The rest is silence
The rest is silence
The last quiet place
The last quiet place
Promise me this,
Promise me this,
It was enough for me, anyway
It was enough for me, anyway
One landed on your outstretched hand
One landed on your outstretched hand
It happens still - and always like the first time
It happens still - and always like the first time
I felt you stir in your sleep
I felt you stir in your sleep
Everywhere you go, there are signs
Everywhere you go, there are signs
Don't you know me by now?
Don't you know me by now?
Don't go back to sleep
Don't go back to sleep
This is my memory of you ii
This is my memory of you ii
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From my time holed up in a village in the Himalayas, the howling wilderness next to me and the fury of the night above, the stars thumb-tacked onto the velvet emptiness.
The beauty was inseparable from the loneliness. I’ll remember it all - black moths glimmering in the sunlight mindless to what’s at stake, my ears pressed against the forest floor listening to the rumble of the earth, drunk with my friends looking at shooting stars tumbling out of the sky, rainbows cradling the descent of a day, or that afternoon when we were turning over rocks and found the shadow of god. I’ll remember the stream by my home, torn like a tear from the earth and I’ll remember burying your name there. I’ll remember lying in a field in the dark far away from everything familiar, desperate for a sign, for it all to add up to something. And how I would find the signs all the time, or that they would find me, a kid in search.
All of it was a dream and yet I come with proof of my time, in these photographs.
