On Behalf of My Parents Who Are Mourning Their Son
He isn’t really lost, just flown away to institutions of higher academics. But on one of the first Wednesdays after his leaving, the air in the house was thick with pining in his absence, and a phone call was missed, like the last rays of sun for the day. In our house, they shimmer through prisms in the windows and shatter into rainbow splinters on the walls, something to grip but drop grab but slip grasp drop. He was gone before they realized he was leaving.
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