On Monday you sat on your porch doing a crossword

Summer fading into Fall outside the windows

On Tuesday you went to bed

You never got up again

The cancer suddenly ravaging

You struggled

You didn’t want to leave

 

On Saturday you died

In your bed

In your room

In your cherished home

 

Yet in the days after you left

You lingered

In the reflections of sunlight

The reflections of a life

The empty chair in the garden

The soft curtain in the window

The fancy blue evening dress

Hung on a door

Never to be worn

A life rich in aesthetic

In every domestic detail

 

The house was eventually deconstructed

Treasures dispersed

Precious fragments preserved in these photographs

Including the moment you were immortalized by the Google camera car

How you would have loved this image!

You sitting on your porch

In your pink sweatshirt

Doing a crossword

Not knowing that the everyday moment

Was captured forever

You

In your beloved house