Popcorn

I see the text the next morning,

After she has already passed. 

I can't believe it's happened—

Life goes by so fast. 

She didn't mean a lot to me,

every second I think

this is the oldest I have ever been

this is the youngest I will ever be again

this second is gone                      this one too

I’m sitting beneath a tree, 

Tangled 

In the roots, 

My fingers gripping those 

Of each soil-soaked tendril