Page 40 - just saying....
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visitor
I have done everything
to erase your memory.
all your letters
have been shredded.
your emails were deleted.
all the pictures of us
stored in a box.
I avoid all the places
we visited together.
and yet tonight I saw you
coming into the television room,
sitting right next to me.
was it you? or a spirit?
for a moment,
you held my hand,
then you were gone.
I got up, did the dishes,
later called a friend. 
