Missing You – for I.

By Valentina Cano


You are a gap in my room,
a missing tooth my roving tongue of a mind
keeps returning to.
You are a voice missing from the house,
the quieted flutter of your presence
a flat-line through these rooms.
You are missing.
From me.

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