He sent this to us last January; we didn’t publish it as poetry isn’t our thing, but we thought we would posthumously do so now.

Bitter sweet that moment

Of an ending

A rupture in the rhythms 

Of established regimes.

The shared sequential moments

With dear friends and classmates

Terminating.

A moment of reflection.

Then spring anticipatory thoughts

About the unknown tomorrows.

Another path

With its promises

Of opportunities unbridled 

By the constrictions of the gone byes.

The hoped for a welcoming embrace

Of futures promise.

Ah

Yeah

The bitter sweet now here

Now gone.

A marker 

disappearing 

over memories’ horizon.