After the Funeral
The enormity of death can be too much at
times; the finality of it, too overwhelming,
so instead of contemplating prayers or words
of solace, the void is filed with the ordinary.
How important these sweet rituals, these
sweet, sweet rituals of routine that once
seemed so meaningless, but now hold the
only kind of salvation that can comfort.
Tomorrow we can talk of heaven. The day
after, discuss the roles of death and then
the philosophy of a life well lived. At some
point we can talk about dinner plans and
the obligations of the weekend, at some
point we must be able to compose a way
through all those things left behind, but
for now let there be silence. but for
now, we can remain together, hands close,
but not yet touching, learning to form
words as if for the first time.
Katrina Kaye is a writer and educator living in Albuquerque, NM. She is seeking an audience for her ever-growing surplus of poetic meanderings. Find her hoard of previously published writing on her website: poetkatrinakaye.com. She is grateful to anyone who reads her work and in awe of those willing to share it.
