ash wednesday

at play in the garden with sophie

-fruit of my fruit-

scooping handfuls of early earth, surprisingly workable and warm

last year’s leaves

last year’s leftovers

this year’s soil

dust to dust


it pours through our fingers,

hers beneath mine, delight in the falling cascade

mine beneath hers, cupped and receptive



what remnants of me

reside in your seeds little one

what morsels will you carry forth

how does one compost a life?

moment by moment

sifting soil through our hands

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