Katie NYC from Home Cinema by Emma Kupa

Put another jumper on it’s getting too cold in this house. The record player’s broken it play the songs too slow and too loud. We took the fairy lights down, nothing to celebrate come April, May, things got too hard. Spring should be the joy of longer days but it’s not. The warmth in your eyes, your smile will always be with me and the stories of your survival I carry in me. I came to see you I crossed the Atlantic, you were in between treatments. I knew that I loved you, I was able to say it into your ear. All the pain you were in clashed with the glamour of New York City and the way you lived your life, the way you died, with strength and grace was so fitting. The warmth in your eyes, your smile will always be with me and the stories of your survival I carry in me. I received a phonecall, why is it always a phonecall bringing sad news? I wept into my lover’s arms. Grief, mourning the loss of you. The warmth in your eyes, your smile will always be with me and the stories of your survival I carry in me.

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• United Kingdom