GRACE

關於死亡，他們說， 最艱難的是時態。 回到家，妳不會正在廚房裡煮飯。 還擱在床頭的書，妳也不再往下讀了。 我在這頭，眷念著妳留下的身影， 卻又常常忍不住啊， 望向妳在的遠方。 那頭， 彷彿若有光。 The hardest thing, they say, about death, is not the loss, but the tense. The fact that when I come home, you will no longer be cooking in the kitchen. The book on your bedside will no longer be read. I am here, longing for what is left of you I can’t help but look to where you are in the distance To that place, as if there is a glimmer of light.