Otherspace (For Paige)
by Aaron Blair
You occupy the otherspace.
You are trapped there,
and we are all left to imagine
the shapes of the doors,
the last faces you saw
before you were dragged through.
How can a life so short
ever contain the sins to merit this?
How can a girl cease to exist
except in pictures and in memories
and nightmares of a void filled
with nothing but unspecific pain?
Maybe we will find you and rejoice.
Maybe will find you and grieve.
But probably we will never find you.
The great unknowing will gnaw at us,
its teeth carved out of a mask
that looks just like your face.
Author's Note: My seventeen-year-old cousin has been missing since September. No one knows what happened to her. She just disappeared. The person who was last known to be with her is in jail for parole violation, but he won't talk about what he does or does not know. So no one knows anything.
Posted on 06/06/2011
Copyright © 2023 Aaron Blair
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Mo Couts on 06/06/11 at 05:33 PM|
What a jerk for saying nothing, but perhaps his silence is a marked statement of his guilt? I'm sorry for your loss, but love this vividly, beautifully, sad piece.
|Posted by Kristine Briese on 06/07/11 at 12:59 AM|
Stark and bitter, exactly as it should be. So sorry, Aaron.
|Posted by Scott Utley on 06/07/11 at 05:55 AM|
This is peer-less writing - ripped my heart out - for a thousand reasons.
|Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 06/09/11 at 09:35 PM|
The term otherspace is well spoken, I too am sorry for your situtation and the unknowing. Your writing is excellent in talent and therapy.