GOODBYE [MOC 11: On This Day (Journaling Challenge)]

For the Month of Challenges at The Lilypad: 11: On This Day (Journaling Challenge). Elements from the April 2016 M3 kit by Just Jaimee, Lynne-Marie, Paula Kesselring, and Sissy Sparrows. The fonts are American Typewriter and Packard Antique. 190 words. The poem is mine:

Goodbye
For Judd Polivka

On New Year's morning, 1992,
it snowed. You shivered, touched me, kissed me, said
you loved me. I waved goodbye to you
and went into the winter. Wind cut through

your bones like knives, your skin, it was so cold
on New Year's morning, 1992
you died and I did not. I dreamed I knew
that high above the snow you were not dead,

you loved me. I waved goodbye to you
and climbed up on the garden wall at noon,
breathed the roses, touched them, bled.
On New Year's morning, 1992

you walked away from winter, went into
some secret bloodless season. I told
you that I loved you, said goodbye to you.
Equinox. Today the crocus bloomed.

Snow is melting. Once we touched and said,
on New Year's morning, 1992,
I love you. I love you.

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