by Maggie Olson
your passing punched a hole
through the world
I can still hear the vacuum in space
you left behind
struggling to fill back in with air.
It’s an emptiness that can never truly fill,
but be forgotten
as all those who love you
follow you through that last doorway,
leaving little holes and vacuums of our own.
Maggie Olson (she/they) is a queer, femme poet living in Chicago. When not writing, Maggie is usually found running around in nature or spending time with chosen family and friends. They want to be a sommelier if they ever grow up. You can find more of Maggie's work at her website, maggieolsonpoetry.com