Empty yard

Clark (used with permission from RTVisions)

Clark (used with permission from RTVisions)

Unused medicine; discarded. Warriors of which too much was asked; depleted from their unsuccessful battle. Defeated soldiers angrily rejected, serving only as bitter reminders of loss.

Registration disc; recently renewed, now junk-draw relic. Resting with dead batteries and rubber bands, gently mocking in bright blue optimism.

Food dish and bed; unmoved. Small. Too heavy to lift. A cat has eaten the remaining food.

Backdoor; silent. I look up, anticipating the scratch, indication you want to come in. You are not there anymore.

The back yard is too empty now.


This was surprisingly hard to write. I think I gave myself a headache.

Goodbye Clark.

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