Yours Truly 2016 / Cascadia College / Bothell, WA | Page 70

Missing Her
Jenna Fox
Missing her tastes like
raspberry freezer jam
hoarded since 2011,
spread sparingly on remaining
biscuits.
When it’s gone
she’s
gone.
Missing her feels like
dense sweetness of
too-ripe bananas
smashed under the weight
of the OXO masher,
scraped into the 4 x 8
loaf pan.
Missing her sounds like
rushing ocean of tears
that starts in my belly
and ends just behind
my eyes
leaving hollow lapping inside
that nobody notices,
but me.

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Missing her smells like
old photographs,
indoor tennis courts,
mild cheddar cheese,
and sourdough bread.
Missing her looks like
red curtains blowing gently
in the breeze, framing
ancient lilac branches
in early budding
glory.