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Extract from a diary found South of here (13)

We watched you sleep,

The hand of God outstretched,

But in the end,

The sin and shame of your decay

was never yours to hold.

And when the Angel came,

You turned your face to the wall

And you left.


Notes from the field (7)- And Silas spoke

And Silas spoke then turned his face away,

As if perchance to see,

The hidden truth.

But Silas we,

We’ve seen it there,

Lurking just beyond the edge of light,

Shifting through the shadows,

So Silas sits upon his plastic chair,

Waiting for the Angel,

The earthquake,

And his miraculous escape.

Extract from diary found South of here (3)

16 February

You have gone. A week ago, silently and on your own.

They say they found you, head tilted to one side and your mouth open. As if to let the spirit out, back to God.

The old man said that he watched you (your form, your shape) for a while from the door, as the carer ran to call the doctor. He then turned and shuffled back to his chair in the lounge and waited. I wonder if he cried, or if he wanted too.

Your room is empty without you. All the pictures have been taken down and the bed has been stripped of the bedding.

Now it is simply an empty space.

There is nothing there that reminds me of you, except the wax bust on the bedside table beside the window.

I wonder where you are now, what you are doing.

Do you have your healthy young body back? Are you doing the things that made you happy as a girl?