It Lasts Forever and Then It's Over

by Anne de Marcken

Which comes first, a believer or a religion?

I pretended everything would be okay because it seemed impossible to always be saying goodbye. To blueberries. To the ocean. To ravens. To pelicans and plovers. To the cormorants. To the sunlight on the living room wall at four o’clock. To the sound of you in the next room.

think, if I am in the place where we were together, then we are together again.

“Too far,” she says. “Too late. We learn too late. Too late is how we learn.”

I would have had so much in having you and would have lost so much in losing you that I would no longer want anything.

I wanted to grieve while I still had the solace of you.