In Memoriam to Tony Harrington Doctah X,

August 17, 1948-December 24, 2020

by
Karen Bell

What Remains
My memories are vapor
Your reassuring solidness is gone
Your once cherished body lost to me
Yet grief is tangible as stone
Another Winter day
A story you told me once,
Both of us snug together on a snowy day,
Of a visit to your grandma’s house
I imagine you there now with your little sisters
Safe and warm on a blanket
Watching TV and drinking a coke
When I was with you, it was always 1968, and we ruled the world.