Dear Jude II

Dear Jude, I miss your cleaning. I miss hearing you trot out arpeggios on the piano in the middle of the night, when you can’t sleep, when you can’t quite grasp reality. I miss your cooking. I miss the sound of your voice, even when you’re angry. I miss the looks you shared with Willem;Continue reading “Dear Jude II”

Dear Jude I

Dear Jude, I miss your smile as I flip through my old pics of you on my phone. I miss your early morning alarms when you get up to go to work. I miss you coming home smelling of chlorine, your hair still damp from the pool. I miss how you dress: crisp & handsomeContinue reading “Dear Jude I”