The Difference Poem by Ben Partenay
The Difference
Call it a memory
if you will, call it
a moment when
god blinked.
And a bell tolled
for days on end.
There was a moment when
I saw you
by the river
with your hair
flowing like the water
underneath our feet, there was
the world between our toes;
cold sand grit, a leech
we removed with salt.
You never
went barefoot
again.
It’s as if
this moment
is that
one,
without you.
I blinked.
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