  Since you left and left for good I am half a human. Half a woman. I have watched pieces of me disappear like an infant’s breath in winter – immovable, frozen air. I am a web string caught between two branches carelessly held together. A leaf suspended like magic in the air, ready to land. The meniscus of an ocean wave breaking again and again. Without you here I am the rain falling muted on suede leather moccasins. The brown shade of dead grass; thirsty, brittle and parched. C - 2003 
