what comes next?
the grief hasn’t hit yet
it lingers in the emptiness
like taffy stuck between my teeth
fading into recent—yet distant memory
laughter that flooded the halls i called
home for an instant, a lifetime
diminished to fun facts
and cheugy gold keychains
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First time I’ve seen/heard the word “cheugy” in poetry. It fits fantasticslly