What Remains
by Carlynne Hershberger
Standing at the edge,
treading lightly,
casting what's left of myself.
Who I was is gone.
This is what remains.
Bought and sold,
before and after.
Thoughts move from light into shadow.
One event, one moment,
became 2 lifetimes changed.
Holding thoughts of her,
protected in the small dark place,
time moves in and out of the light.
With her,
in the sun,
who would we have been?