Meeting at the Gate of Memory: Letter from the Threshold
We meet where memory crosses the threshold and pretends to be time.
We write of love once had, which can still be spoken of.
We continue the ritual until the appointed hour of departure.
We never cease remembering.
An imagined letter from one still living to their loved one who is not, but who still persists with the ritual of remembering and celebrating. Author’s own original composition and entirely fictional.