white-covered landscape

brighter in the rising moon

yet pale before it

 

I was alone in a place

where I understood nothing

could not expect the future

in my wedding gown

 

I’d gone where you went

taken your family as mine

forsaken my self

left everything to chance

with no sign of my passage

 

(after an untitled photograph of a bride in a snowy clearing from the book, “Wife During Quarantine,” by Chris Sorensen)

 

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