Mary & Percy

                            for my uncle, T.H.

Imagine Mary  
in a graveyard 
with Percy

Thin lips, full lips,
lanterns distanced
by their
Oneness of breath

Familiar spirits rise
to watch,
covering their eyes

"Must be something
in the water"

Nine months later,
Mary's water

The gravestone
cracks, crumbles
into a powdery ash

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