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Missing

Michael T. Smith

It’s like condemning the sky
for being blue; though never
spoken, your name flits
through my head, like a bird
that got into the house.
Nothing can drown us,
stop our breath like
the undeniable strangeness
of the familiar.
For why – why must the
familiar play a game
of spades,
with the free heart.
My sister,
everything was plastic
and your name’s uninvited
presence hung over me
like that blue sky,
crushing the world into a ball
with its heaviness.

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