The Moya View
The day she passed I learned to listen to silence staring at that empty chair off the sight line from the television you rewatched your beloved film. It asks me to sit, watch, do notlet her absence collect duston this muted rom-com where weknew every line in each heart.
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JONATHAN MOYA
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