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II

by Analee Kirby Kluge
I hold vigil
for your mass of
matter
once distinct
now extinct
from another mass of
matter.
 
I hold vigil
for your self-directed
independence
dependent on definitive
fear.
 
I hold vigil
for your autonomous
body
drifting afloat
in amniotic night.
 
I weep and weep and weep.

Analee Kirby Kluge lives and writes near the beach in Jacksonville, Florida with her husband and three young children. Her speculative fiction and poetry have appeared in Allegory Ridge’s anthology, Archipelago, publications from Haunted Waters Press, and in Barren Magazine. Find her on Twitter @analeekk.