For M and D

vivianimbriotis | Oct. 21, 2024, 8:15 a.m.

Or: For the bravery of a husband, in fulfilling his wife's wish to donate her organs to the project of medicine, in the most unrelenting of circumstances


A candle flame

When blown is

A process that has ceased to be

Yours was warm

And went out early

Left it dark and hard to see


You left your form

For those who need it

Precious motes of your debris

Upon the wind

To other bodies

Sacred dandelion seed

About Viv

Mid-twenties lost cause.
Trapped in a shrinking cube.
Bounded on the whimsy on the left and analysis on the right.
Bounded by mathematics behind me and medicine in front of me.
Bounded by words above me and raw logic below.
Will be satisfied when I have a fairytale romance, literally save the entire world, and write the perfect koan.