Afterwards
and after the storm
what will be left?
a space, where I was
a dent in the pillow
fingerprints on mirrors
my stories true and false
my things
some of which you will understand
so you may choose to keep them
because they are beautiful
or you know their stories
(example: this painting by my grandmother)
others of which are less obvious
so you will probably just throw them away
their stories untold
(example: this empty mead bottle)
but when you do
I won’t care
I will be walking over the hills with flowers in my hair
waiting for you