after
everyone
you’ve known
in your life
is gone &
no one re
members your
name,
who are
you, then?
when your home has
been so transformed
& all that you love
is unrecognizable,
where do you
belong?
how long before the
faithful mirror on the
bathroom wall
refuses to
acknowledge your
face?
young women walk
heedlessly into the
wind to stretch
fresh bodies against the
horizon
while old men watch
& appreciate
what may or
may not be
forgotten.