forever and a day
how long must I mourn the death
of a child
how long will it take before the very idea
of loss
vanishes from my dreams
my waking thoughts
how long before the spans of the bridge
draw to a close
the river receding from its banks
and the sun returning again
in all its glory
finally bringing back normalcy
to the desert
and the oasis
the belly of a hungry child
august two thousand twenty-four
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