Dead Women at the Fountain ____ AKSHR

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Dead Women at the Fountain

 

Want to know what happens after death? 

Go look at some dead things

 

A story, a poem. 

The dead make up their own language

 

In our ear. They tell us what they couldn’t in life: 

their names and birthplaces

 

The food they loved and the things they hated

 

This is what we know. 

They’ve forgotten their own names, their own faces

 

But they remember how to hold a child in their arms, 

or how to make bread from scratch

 

They remember how to sing an old song from childhood, 

or how to dance a traditional dance

 

What do you want me to say? 

This is not something I can answer for you. 

You must find it out for yourself.

____ AKSHR