
his artwork lay in piles
throughout the rooms
pieces of random paper
stuck out of corners and shelves
handwritten or typed
the personal thoughts and daydreams
sat unread for years
the light shined through the big window
lighting the loss
lighting his memories and dreams
she stood for a moment
caught in the beating of her heart
looking around
the memories began to flood in
a tear fell
as she picked up a letter on the floor
it was written by hand from him
to her…