A Visual Taste from the Book

Original Image by: Sarah Carrasco for "A Letter from Gunner"

All That's Left

What took you
in the night
through our glass window?

They came so quietly—
you,
you and the glass
shattered before me.
Outward.
Not inward.

The blood and glass
in the grass
and you,
were all outside.

Come back.
Let me piece you together.
Come back to me.
We can fix this
because you,
you were the only other one.
The only other one there.
Except for them.
What took you from me?