Letter to Tony Bourdain

Dear Anthony Bourdain

somewhere between the time you died and the time you lived 

i found a part of myself in the words you spoke

this morning as i walked ever so slowly

i caught myself thinking about you 

how you would describe the current state of the world. 

turned into some analogy from long ago that only 

i would know or so it somehow feels. 

since you’ve been gone i’ve managed to find the 

spectacular in the mundane life i live, 

and deep down i truly think that would’ve made you proud. 

i grew up in the city you once loved so dearly, 

i’ve walked the same streets as you 

and i’ve marveled at the ever clear blue sky–

sometimes at night when i walk the streets of our city 

i wonder if you’ve become part of the stars in the night sky 

watching over the world you once cherished and held close. 

throughout the years we as a society tend to forget those who have left, 

i hope somehow we will never forget you–

and the life you led, and the people you’ve inspired and changed–

for all that is to come– i hope we remember you for a long long time.