Behind the chest of drawers, I find a garden of you. Your sunflower pendant, searching for the sky. Bobby pins scattered as a cloud of tadpoles. Two hairbands looped together in a kiss.
And the ring you said was stolen, wrapped in mottled tissue, now crumbling to ashes and dust.
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'Dust to Dust' was first published in The Dribble Drabble Review, Spring 2020.
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