A wish for softness Allegra Jostad Silberstein

Allegra Jostad Silberstein A wish for softness

Night mist does not close off a full moon~ light reflected in a large circle above trees that sketch the sky with dark ink.

Footnotes carry me in inches of time to you. In my rooted heaviness I hear your voice ~ chance the memory of hands recording passage in this night.

There was a period after your name in the last letter you wrote. Evening sunset turns reflects in the eastern sky

This is not a memorial chant about the ache of loss ~ rather a remembrance and wish for softness for one who found this life too hard.